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If all the love shining inside of me blazed into stars
what a brightness it would be if all the dreams locked in my last chamber cried through guitars what a wolf howl it would free. If all the ghosts haunting inside of me crept underground what an earthquake it would be if all the wild hunger trapped in within turned into sound what a roaring it would free. If only you could dare to touch my flames then you would feel me bleed inside your veins and all your world would float and be so warm if only you could dance into my storm! Such a fire it would be it would burn you to the bones if all the lust inside of me turned into flames lit your unknowns. Such a sea storm it would be it would wet you to the soul if all the pain inside of me turned into waves swallowed you whole. * light would give back your sight if love blazed into stars sounds would give back your flight if dreams cried through guitars
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