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I walked the streets looking for something instead of letting what I wanted, to look for me.

you die because it makes sense in a sort of romantic pretense we lie in a world of black for eternity while moments we had reminise in our minds on edge will we take what we said and run or fall into depth of emotion wh…

I drank because it was lovely and I needed a calm to understand the reality.

It doesn’t make sense until you make sense of it.

i’m here stolen in a moment of life vs. death not in a sense of sadness but in truth with what it is and i fall to keep strength at my knees puzzles and complex feigns in greed with your hands at bay reaching for words …

i fall beneath your being twisting in vain between veins of our might crushed by bits in tango with a dark structure i told myself we’re stolen in moments to create a void of emotion by mouths of men jaws of might we di…

and i find your eyes in texture to be without you is to be without feeling touch of emotion breaking my knees to bend backwards without a point of view in essence of words we became to frolic seas of time in virtue in g…

We’re meant for each other for a moment, but no one knows how long the moment lasts except the moment itself.

your neck i taste like candles on a fireplace passion, it lingers to feel you in my being on endless nights with crackles of a fireplace i echo in this to create something i’d miss like your eyes on my neck screaming in…

In theory, I never loved you. I loved us. That’s what everyone forgets.