The bridge to the final core
Consuming your light
Over the moon
There's still something I can't grasp, always
When you walk out that door
The fears, terrifies!
By what you may not know
It's seems the same- hard to beleive
The light meanders- shadows
On the photographic wall
Lucy still hesitate in the hall
Slowly wanders into my old room...
To see what pictures I had hung
See the burning candle I have
Red wax stain on the floor- like blood
I'm still hear you know...?
I'm still hear...
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