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You reminded me I could fly then set my wings alight So I tear off my dress And laugh at the scars For I will be here when the winter comes And I will stay Until my soul is burned away by envy Spring will bring forth the good in me And force vines Through the calcium shell that encases my heart May butterfly wings fuse to my spine And let sparks fly from the lightning branded at my hips Perhaps ice will fall from my touch As well as my lips Or maybe my voice Will crack the frost around your heart And the heat from my wings Or the fire from my tongue Will melt the steel that encases your mind How you forged it I’ll never know In the meantime I will fly far from here Far from your words pressurized by time Fireworks spark inside you I will fly further than the embers On wings that cannot be taken from me