Burn My Candle, Burn Comments

The candle witch burns the sheets black, so my heart ash my blood from love to attack - I am broken for the sake of being alive - I am damaged just to feel why live is real - I will never walk any moon, i hide to prevent you from leaving the room - I have tears measured by the tea cups spoon, i am waiting upon death to ride into noon - By the whispers off the wings of a butterfly, so i will reach to the skies - why will you not peace me to die
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