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The sun warms the sheetsInspiring a colored soliloquyMade of dying proseYour flying foesBack out the lotSinging how love will not fractureThis soul againNo never againSecrets spoken kill more hearts than deathPale and tiredSearching the well for a drop of rainTo cleanse your mindOf whats left behindUsually cloakedThis warmth is a breathtaking surgerySoaking in the gazeOf this murky hazeSecrets spoken kill more hearts than deathx2But when you're broken, loves a first breath