Nothing will ever last, so we fall through the night
Like lovers in history, together at the shoulder
We are atomic and this love will never end
We are spiders in webs of deception
Living like there's no tomorrow, we are hollow
With no structure our minds are plagued with self doubt
Parallel and ominous, we grow close
But cut the fabric and fray in this trepidation
A nightmare we can't comprehend
They say our love is a crime, but I'm not ashamed
I fly like a dove in the sky
I breathe you in and remember you fondly
And wonder why all those years stood for nothing
Just a vine out of control
Bones break and fall to ashes like pillars
Love permeates and touches the heart of sinners
And if death is true, I will meet you at the edge of nothingness
If death is true, I will meet you at the edge of nothingness.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 23rd, 2021 18:53
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