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And on the furthest day
When you lay down
Discard your disarray and your rusted crown
And face the wretched image of you and I
No trust in what you say
You are a dead poison seed
Stronger when you are away
You have nothing that I need
The rhyme has settled in the ghost of a sigh
Nothing now remains
Now you will leave me be
Sunrise into the moonlight
A broken body lies in wait
Your prize won you the stark night
And you made peace with your fate
Blind eyes sensitive only to white light
Reacting just a bit too late
Preying on insecurity
A design of your schemes
A true believer of purity
Must tend to what it means
Or allow its gospel to turn into a lie
You forsake everything you feel
In favor of despair
Immune and blind to everything that is real
In your secret lair
And cast away the captive heart that was thine
And you will go and leave me be
Winter in your soul, building a wasteland
And you tread a thin ice 'neath your feet
Sneering, and everyone you would shun
Collecting flowers to your wreath
Lifeline, a river cuts deep in your cold hand
It is changing when you try to breathe
Leave it all behind you
There is comfort in giving up
A seed in a barren soil
Might curl up into a coil
Flourish into something new
Give back what you thought was "you"
And give way to all that is new
Leave it all behind you...
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