Gaiola luminosa de luz guardando um único coração frágil
Prompt
The form is a fever, a cage made of light,
A beautiful t/orture that stings in the night.
To stay is to suffer, to hold is to break..
A pulse in the silence, a dream in the wake.
It arrives in a shiver, then fades in a start;
A whole world of ruin... in one single heart.
