Safe from Love

sickmind666

      Sadness in its truest form is knowing, knowing you can never have the one person you love with the deepest depths of your blood filled ocean for a heart. This painful reminder comes to me when I examine other humans exhibit love for one another. Even the devil much like I has love, but with it comes the pain from having to spend an eternity alone sitting on a throne, knowing that love is beautiful and delicate like butterfly wings, and that it can so easily be torn and corrupted. It is for this reason why I dare not reach out and take hold of the one person who brings light into my darkest hours, just by simply being in the same room. I just know I would extinguish her flame and I would for ever be left in the dark. All I can hope for at this point is that I can bleed out every drop from my blood ocean until it is a barren desert. Only then will I be free from drowning, and she will remain as beautiful and innocent and safe from my corruption.

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