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Aug 2013
The stars in the sky will melt for you.
All because your midnight fire burns
For those who are cold.
The pain you feel was never yours.
You never learned to
Ignite it.

Your flame, your fire
Rips out my heart.
And leaves me numb.
And leaves me dead.

All of this, every last droplet of
Brine that fell from your darkened skies
Tore through your colors.
And this God left forbidden
Smiles on you, darling.
Just like mine.

The numb, The grey
Consumes my mind.
And cuts through sense.
And cuts through hearts.

A thousand ways I wish I could cry,
But I could never accomplish
The shadows and ghosts
My past bombarded me with
Shortened the time I
Wish I had.

This Midnight Fire
Melts me down, scars
My skin. Leaving
Ash in the wind.
Just a poem for now. Might turn into a song. Any editing ideas or additional lines would be helpful. :)
The New Kestrel
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   Locke, --- and Tien - Tim
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