*Lover,
If I could explain the state I am in, my existence itself has become a sin
I know I could never remain here, while I am locked inside my own worst fear
Heaven itself is lost to me, for it is something which I could never believe
Yet you must not fear, must not turn to flee!
I do not fear the goodnight,
I have found more comfort there, than I have ever found in the light.*
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 5:39 PM UTC
*Lover,
If I could explain the state I am in, my existence itself has become a sin
I know I could never remain here, while I am locked inside my own worst fear
Heaven itself is lost to me, for it is something which I could never believe
Yet you must not fear, must not turn to flee!
I do not fear the goodnight,
I have found more comfort there, than I have ever found in the light.*
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