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My Stone

Edging toward the stone
Covered with blissful moss
Aged by the eyes
Eating pain loving conceived
Drawn from the depths
Eroded by lime sweeping
By the halls of dreams
And cold, beautiful nightmares
Calling for you to fall
Calling for you to give up
Alter your mind that is
Endless with knowledge
All battled in our mistakes
Bowing their humility free
Brains to the fearsome stone's
Deadly love looking to touch
Cold hearts wanting chains
Etching words into them
Aligning your mind with strength
Bringing lust out through lungs
Asking life to end its harshness
Bells cause your heart to rot
Dwelling like daggers inside
Befalling endless destiny





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