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Walking on burning coal
every step maimed a part of her soul
it was the devils dance,
caught in a lethal trance
every step marked the path
of impending doom and in failures wrath
she held the knife to her own heart
as she made her choice, as she fell apart
for power and riches, she burned all the bridges
a world undone, for what's to come
is a life of undeniable wealth and glory
but what does that mean, if your heart is lonely?
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