In it's semiprecious form whatever the stakes hurting and so wanting for the final curtain call the substances it pours into it's life's body it knows will eventually **** songs of imprisonment
Where the seven sister's, their heads to the skies will watch in anticipation knowing soon the recharge soon is the day of Mercury's sweet messenger the hurting and the wanting will then not continue
It will not release the speech it was given for it's silence and faith will pull it though and when it fads from view know now that it loved you