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Tears running down the cheeks of pale flesh

The stars of ancient light, burning out and falling

I crash and burn at your feet

I curl into a ball of pity and fear

Please love, how do I live as you have taught?

Please love, be gentle because I am not use to this.

Tears running down the cheeks of pale flesh

The stars of anceint light, sparkling and bursting

Unfolding the darken man, birthing me into light

Soothing old scars, defeating old spooks

Please my love, be here always as I will for you

Please my love, lead me in times I am blind