Staring at her flame, caused the attraction, pulling on my chain, caused the reaction. It's kinda ******* with my brain, how the impact is, swimming through my vein, how the contact is, leaving an imprint that will always be engrained.
Observing a fallen tree.. Such is the appearance of death And such will be ours as we Remain in the grasp of the fall.. Yet the fall is only appearance which Begs for our remembrance of All...