A time where I lay, where we all place our little heads.
The ashes of a time that once was and now is.
The fire of an icy grave.
My life now on full display.
The ashes of a time in which I suffered for your love.
I can no longer support its crushing weight.
Sweet ashes of your embrace, a craving so disastrous, a fire that consumes down to the core.
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