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within hearts
a face of pain
one voice
sobing with horror grows
expired, unsure and
doing prayers decaying souls
a play
before prayers with hearts
shimmering veil
priest up the altar
sunken colours
streaming red on her cold

dominates me
feel it in my
in my

fever
crush my face
realm of

burning in my
in my

only
running through my
the edge

faint watching altars
of blue eyes vague away
silence and shadows
in spells suds swimming low
wretched figures reel into
my head
strike of blue colours dies on the choir
incense rising black plates
on a bench I sit
raising my up to the cross
high upon high the voice