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Healer weakened by the dark

Wild rose cloven from the torn

Gently as the wind had blown

Resting high upon your crown

Frail in your arms

Aching from the warmth

Bound to remain here

Suffer evermore

Suspended in this

Moment of loss

Every nerve

Severed and raw

The door’s nailed shut

Chained to the bed

I’m so tired

My eyes shut again

Halo