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You're my sadness,Also my happinessYou're my lover,Also my enemyYou're my laughters,Also my tearsMy God,Also my Satan You're my,Beloved Abraxas.
So oft doth love be blindly thrown into An endless savage cycle of deceit, For thyself the results are still askew. Wherefore it ofttimes is so bittersweet? Although I knoweth not what love entails,
How often have we yearned of being, Swept off your feet and cradled? My blood,
To the person I have been: You were a young girl who carried the weight of the world on your shoulders. You were a sea of consciousness,
July Forth Sparkling lights glimmer in the atmosphere Launched by celebratory and intoxicated inhabitants Is this beauty or terror? Raining down rockets on the unknowing
Night—I’ve loved you long time. Your shadows no longer scare me, as I have finally realized that you provided my mind, restless with questions
I have this friend, She's super nice but she is really racist. I have this friend, He's so good-looking but he just a little sharper than the floor I'm standing on (if you know what I mean) I have this friend,
at a crossroads, where the roads diverge into a yellow wood
As I sit on the cool beach sand, my toes greet the brisk lake water. I close my eyes while I breathe in the crisp, clean, morning air, as I search for the light through the thick early fog. I can hear the loving call of a loon to its mate.
I'm twisted twisted up inside drowning in this love for you the knot in my throat only worse with every fleeting moment
I do exist in the depths of solitude And in the depths of fear. I see and experience the clashing of two conflicting souls. These two sides are equal and opposite, constantly pushing against each other.