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how we became Fire?slaves to the smaller Desireof ignoring wrong and right when we could have been waterthe shape of all thingsthe end of all things burning with youat once the graceand the curse how we became Fire?when we could have been earththe ground you sleep,rest in when we could have been airfollow you everywhere

I am the floodwho drags the dirtand lives on itShe is the soilwith whom I flirtand rots with itI am the floodwho purifiesI guess she calls Methe Lord of Lies when I’m inside herfeels like she ismade of Storm I am the floodwho likes the dirtand sleeps with itshe is the soilwith whom I flirtshe

”Dorme, dorme meu meninodorme no mar dos sargaçosque mais vale o mar a pinoque as serpentes nos meus braços”-Mário Cesáriny And when all life as you know it-failsall ghostlike lips taste just the-sameWhat better comfort can you findThan the serpents in my arms Sleep, sleep now my childIn the sea of crystal TroubleFor better is

Outside the mythic Rainslet us know we are not insaneblood debts still to be paid(instead) we celebrate the Stranger Inside the mythic Pains are playedblood doubts are asked againbeware the answers you can not tame(might) take you too far away Say what you areCome here to haunt youSay what you willI am going haunt youAnd

High heels of crystalstuck in the heartdaylight that healsthe fullmoon scarsSpider strategyand the wish to beat one with methroughout the fright It is so realSo full of light(when) Nocturna steals the night Sister of cainall our breed slainthe youthful oathis still the samele mal de vivrethat never endsbut the hunt (for you) goes onthroughout the