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Bright and beautiful my soul is drawn to the flames
Drawn in and bewitched I am warmed by the heat of the fire I see by its glow And I walk further Stepping into the heart of the blaze For an instant there is heaven An undaunted happiness before the pain Then what I held so precious becomes and inferno Burning out of control Taking compassion, affection, friendship, more And twisting it Turning it deep and dangerous Bright colors lick at my skin Scalding first Then scorching Devouring my flesh Scoring to the bone And then Nothing What I am is gone, Disintegrated by the intensity before me Around me Without me to feed it the heat wanes Dies away After the last flame is gone I remain as ashes Paralyzed and unfeeling Distanced from the world around me Yet still I walk Still I talk and listen, work and bleed But never cry Never morn what was lost Time passes and stands till Weather changes, coursing through me New eyes And I cry, I morn and live again Rising from the ashes of love past Stronger, safer, wiser I have felt the heat and the pain Experienced the bliss and the loss Now I know its worth For just a moment of what I have know It is worth a million deaths to find again New eyes Brown with golden specs Beckoning, calling And I fly Soaring into the heavens and back again I may land or I may not But the chance is worth a million deaths
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