Crash

Vesta "call on me"

call my name

hold my hand

be my rock

my guide and thy hope

"I hope to stay"

you hope too much

"hope not enough"

yet the moon is now red

through the mist your family is dead

I see a crash

"you are the crash"

tonight we meet on the edge of our desire

"crash" she said

climbed the vines of destiny

Vesta

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