Fatal flame
We spent a good instant, then I will kill the truth.
To love? That’s way to die! It’s true sense at all,
You feel with me the day, my shoulders let you fall.
I don’t love you, my sun, I wish love you, my bird,
Like ruin of your hope I will be for your word.
Run out of my heart till can deny that time.
To shine and give out warmth? I'm gonna burn you. Harm.
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