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Jan 2013
I wanted to drown in the storm of your true light.
But before those blue waters take me I have to command the the winds of my own raging fire.
Only then will we see who is fire proof.

This love is a contest of who can cast the darkest shadow.
Then seeing what kind of light is called in.
And isn't it true, when the demons get bigger you have just leveled up.

Grow a pair of new eyes, if it stings at first don't worry that's a good thing.
The knife hurts going in, and it hurts coming out.
But jesus christ don't just leave it there!

What? You can't pull it out by yourself?
But I guess I'm not strong enough either.
I'll be back when I can, with my own set of knives.
It wont be her that comes back though. Her heart is getting to big for her body.
and then you lit it on fire, but its not your fault.
Thank god its almost over

And no we wont ever forget you.
We couldn't even if we wanted to.
The vows are stored in the the deepest roots of that tree.
So now she knows.
It's also store in the tallest branch tips, where only the sky can reach.
So now he knows too.
And this illusion known as death is a lie remember?
So your memory will not leave with me.

I promise I wont miss you. You aren't really going anywhere
and I am always right here. Just make sure you show up.
That's all that I'm asking.
Written by
Lyka
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