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Eye Integrated With You


Did you know that... As my love breathes, I can taste your scent. It flows into me on the air, as it rides the winds. Us is what I trust. We're a rhythm within a rhyme. A sun that brightens the day. An illumination from the moon that shines light on the darkest corners I life and it's shadows. For love, for me.. I walked to the rising fire, And crawl inside the dancing flames. Cover my eyes and burning coal. Choke on the ashes, dust grey, Just to be in reach of seeing your face. And for the rest of time.. I'd endlessly go with you. Next to me, by my side. To live a life with you, With you a life to live. To build a new tomorrow... Begins with the choices made today. A catalyst for conviction. To never let this fade. Not even a single degree. Forever in the moment, Each moment for eternity. Off of my lips the skin peels. As I pray, we never lose our way. Or stumble aimlessly with blind eyes. And that we'll always rise out from the twisted tormenters., the morbidly fake. And away from the stench of those who have decayed. You can trust in me... You can believe that. I'll never make a single promise. Or utter words about out loud. I'd not give even one vow. To which I would not adhere. I can't even spell the word betray, Let alone fling it around. No more distraction exist... Set forth with the purpose. No more selfish inhibitions exist. Set us on solid ground. Cast aside the righteousness. Cast aside their blinding lies. Fill up the fake with dirt. Then let him suffocate in water. So they're the only ones. Covered in filthy false pride. My heart pulsing life... My heart continually bleeds. My heart it never fades. Passion crawling on my skin. Moving slow and sinking within, My bones deep within. For me, it seems... That love is a fuel for my fire. The darkest sweet desire. A pleasant burning artery. Veins with fantasy dancing. On the tips of rising flames. A selfless act. A conscience thought. A realm with reason. A bullet buried in the center of the brain.
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Ruinized9sdivine

Shit dark, light! Love kills the demon!

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