Needle slips, between the ribs.
Acid poison spreading its heat.
A cold clawed hand, gripping from behind the heart.
Smoke filled arteries. Soot clouding the brain.
Lungs breath fire.

Made of night. Burning bright.
Oh, how high I flew.
Watch how I fall.
Cracking in the atmosphere.

Fingers dance through the clouds.
Light arcing, flashing, searching for purpose.
A booming cry shaking the waters. Echoing. Echoing.
Salty water rushing forth.
Drowning the green. Bringing forth the grey.

Made of night. Burning bright.
Oh, how high I flew.
Watch how I fall.
Cracking in the atmosphere.

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