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<html>
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<head>
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<meta charset="UTF-8">
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<title>prayer to dark - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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</head>
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<body class="mayvaneday">
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<p align=center>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>prayer to dark</b></p>
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<p>published: 5-15-2018</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>we were born in the summer rain<br />
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the segway to autumn on the horizon<br />
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pit-pattering on an old woman’s kitchen windowsill<br />
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her own rain carving timeless canyons in her skin</p>
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<p>I never put much stock in the seven deadly sins<br />
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until greed became my downfall<br />
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and I traded my wings, my flight, my freedom<br />
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for a measly amount of human gold</p>
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<p>instant regret</p>
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<p>hair sopping in the rain<br />
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I picked myself up and pushed past the searing pain<br />
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ribbons of ripped flesh still hanging off my back</p>
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<p>we turned our eyes away from the light<br />
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so hard that we forgot how to see<br />
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so we built our own heaven<br />
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you and I, you and me</p>
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<p>together until the end</p>
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</body>
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</html>
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