Well there is no scheme it seems
To me
To be so plainly abstract
As this
But I put words apon a page
And now I feel it
The bliss of knowing
The bliss of feelings
The darkness of knowing this could be
Your. Last. Breath.
But I'm still here
You still hold me in your heart
You are my candle in the storm
And together we embrace and consume
The darkness we fear so much
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 10:16 AM UTC
Well there is no scheme it seems
To me
To be so plainly abstract
As this
But I put words apon a page
And now I feel it
The bliss of knowing
The bliss of feelings
The darkness of knowing this could be
Your. Last. Breath.
But I'm still here
You still hold me in your heart
You are my candle in the storm
And together we embrace and consume
The darkness we fear so much
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