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art by dexter daybreaker
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Chitin spire
Where he communes
O' fairest ire
That once consumed
As the Serpent turns away (Turns away)
Everything seems
So small to her
And the sorrow of the boy
Who made her
What she is
Was there any other way?
Effervesce in silence
As a wickedness betrays
"My dear, show me your wounds"
Oh, he says
Then studies her
"Darling, your faith I shield"
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And as she falls into the sky
The Prince stands among the crowds
And every where he looks
Every face in his heart
"Is this what you truly want?"