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A simple end to a complicated story.
Oh love where are you hiding?
I need you so much right now..
The world is cold and cruel
i seek the warm edge of your knife against my heart
A diabolical pain id rather suffer
than a thousand degrees of separation
The darkness calls
Cloaked in light drawing me in
like a moth to its flaming end
A trival matter forcing a grave persuit
Is that all?
The end never is much.
It is simply the end.
I close my heart
The beats die
Alone in consciousness i reside
It seems so dire
I sit
Waiting
for the rest of me
to expire...
Hope You Rise Soon
Night closes in and if the heart stops beating it is certain, metaphorically or actually, that the body will expire. Please let this pain and death be metaphorical for the end of loving not the end of living. Sad to read and feel this one. Be well ~Stella~
On my way! :) mwah! Thanks
On my way! :) mwah! Thanks for your support much appreciated. Im working through it slowly but surely. Tempered steel gets its strength from the violent process :) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."