Your consent lingers buried
I still can grasp the climate...
My love,
You deserve the truth...
Perfection
Fire burns inside me...
It is surprising to see an angel cry;
I never knew they had tears...
Time moves quickly.
It pushes at all life has to offer...
I'm acting these words,
but these words to act are inside...
Solid, Cold,
and dark...
Looking back at her.
She is looking back. Is she...
Which is real life?
Real life, is real life...
The faint whisper of sanity(which is
and is not) remains in her grasp; fate...
I have annihilated myself. |
I won't ever want to wake up next to you... |
Those who have the patience to do simple things perfectly will aquire the skills to do difficult things easily |