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A forgotten world,
A nameless place,
The wind murmuring forgotten words,
Time refusing to move on.

A promised land,
Now a grave,
Let me bask under your star-filled sky one last time,
Let me breathe your poisoned air,
Addictive and suffocating,
Burning my eyes,
Making my skin tingle,
Spreading like wildfire.
Let me fall,
Like an unknown warrior
On your tender ground,
Drowning into nothingness,
Between the borders of death and life,
A haven of lost dreams,
A universe of forgotten whispers.
A heart that has never felt love
will burn a village to feel the warmth
seeking it until its last beat
even if it was poisenous
savoring the venom like nectar
consuming the source of its demise
finding hope in flickers of kindness
fleeting as fireflies at dusk
blind to the love arround it
thinking it's adrift in a starless sky
ignoring the shining moon
the weak pearl of night
trying to enlighten its path
A heart that has never felt love
may never know life's embrace

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