The Pyre
Bedless Bones
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Come alone, times are dire
I feed you now with your thoughts
Come alone, you’re admired
Don’t pretend that you’re not
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Come alone into the fire
You’ll be free when it gets hot
It all went a bit haywire
Don’t act like it’s not your fault
Forlorn hope
The stakes are higher
And I am too busy to review your request
Little liar