You will remain everything to me. Through life and death, meaning is unchanged: unlike the blossoming butterfly or the sands sifting through time, it is perfection evermore eternal: you are the beauty of the most violent crystasis; the longing is erased, the fulfillment revealed in those dark eyes.
Remind me, again, look at me once. You break the shell of my hardened soul. Rejuvenate me. Remind me what it is like to be alive.
(So I can truly die.) |
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