Your bloodied is what I cling to. In powerful rain, they laid down their heads to die. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the sights of me. It`s sad that, in our blindness, we gather thorns for flowers. Your river holds a feast of danger. The suffering you have had to bear. I`d die for that moment one more time. The loved one falls below your ideals. Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. The brave lick their sickening lips. Rigid, handsome and a poet. A king in his passionate castle. Where now? Feed me! Hold me! Save me! Save yourself! Where now? Which way? Dear God, show me, take your own. Struggle free! Arise! You`re runed! Stand down! Your kin, piled thick around you. Save yourself!
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