DUALISTIC

COULD I LOVE YOU? 

LET YOU LOVE ME? 

COULD I? 

YOUR HEART STRINGS 

RUSTLE LIKE FALL LEAVES. 

THEIR SYMPHONY FOR ME, 

ALONE. 

LONELY. 

I HATE MYSELF, 

HATE YOU, 

HATE US, 

HATE! 

WHEN I GAZE INTO YOUR EYES 

SEARCHING FOR   CLICHE, 

MY INK RUNS DRY. 

NO SAPPY TEARS TO 

CRY. 

WHEN WE TOUCH, 

YOUR BODY DOES NOT INSPIRE 

NOR STIR MY PASSIONS. 

AND YOU ALWAYS, 

ALWAYS WANT TO 

TOUCH. 

TOUCH ME. 

THE INNER MOST SACRED 

SECRET ME.

YOU INSPIRE ME. 

YOUR PASSION STIRS ME TO 

A ROILING BOIL WITHIN 

THE ETHER OF OUR SOULS. 

WHEN YOU TALK, 

YOUR VOICE DRIPS LIKE MORNING 

DEW. 

DO YOU KNOW? 

KNOW HOW HARD... 

HARD IT IS TO LOVE  

YOU? 

TO LET YOU LOVE 

ME? 

I LOVE YOUR MIND. 

I LOVE YOUR HEART. 

I LOVE YOUR DREAMS AND 

NIGHTMARES. 

NIGHTMARES THAT ECLIPSE ALL  

FAIRY AND FAE LITES. 

HEAVEN'S UNCOUNTED, 

EXTINGUISHED IN THE BLINK OF 

DOUBT. 

DOUBT. 

I DOUBT MYSELF. 

I DOUBT YOU. 

I DOUBT US. 

I AM LOST! 

LOST IN A LABYRINTH. 

LABYRINTH OF TWISTED 

TORMENT. SELF INFLICTED SCARS,

REMINDERS OF 

GUILT. 

GUILT. 

SUCH A TREACHEROUS WORD.  

THAT IT COULD BE FOUND GUILTY ITSELF, 

CONDEMNED TO DEATH. 

DEATH! 

AWAITING DEATH. 

PRAYING FOR DEATH. 

DEATH MUST BE BETTER THAN 

SIN. 

SIN. 

REDEMPTION. 

RECONCILIATION. 

REVIVED. 

SURVIVE. 

I CAN SURVIVE! 

I CAN'T! 

I... 

RECANT! 

I RECANT!! 

I CAN'T REPLY. 

I REPLY, 

I CAN'T!!! 

COULD I LOVE YOU? 

LET YOU LOVE ME? 

COULD I? 

IF ONLY THERE WASN'T THIS 

BARRIER. 

THIS PALISADE OF BLADES. 

THE DESUEATUDE WHERE OUR LOVE RESIDES. 

RESIDES, WITH ME ALONE. 

ALONE. 

LONELY. 

COULD I LOVE YOU? 

LET YOU LOVE ME? 

COULD I? 

WHY CAN I NOT LOVE YOU?

I LOVE YOU! 

I LOVE YOU!

YOU LOVE ME! 

WE CAN'T. 

I CAN NOT SHARE OUR 

BODY?