zign, zign, zign... he reaches to me... calls to me... pulls at me... whispering in my ear all the sacred promises i've waited so long to hear. no warmth, here, no warmth but cold, no warmth but the blood in my veins, behind my eyes, he sees everything and nothing at all... oh god i could die here... i could live here... we could die together and i
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