Love
Love
Unrequited and unappeased.
In a desperate desire to soothe ones own heart come thine destruction.
Call thy name.
Screeching from the heights where birds wings sore.
Grunting from the depths of the oceans down below.
Searing in it's cold binding.
Flesh of flesh.
Blood of the ever immortal.
Cometh in the night and hold me once more.
Ashes to ashes.
Dust
to
dust.
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