I know this script may end in tragedy
Yet still I play the role that Eros casts
Following the fragments of future and past
Drawn forth by your entrancing melody
I know you come forth on winds of Chaos
Yet still I desire to dance in your storm
Until our fickle hearts in disdain betray us
For a moment let me know your form
I know you can't be mine and mine alone
Yet still this feeling swirls and swells
So be mine for moments carved in stone
Moments for which my soul would gladly endure hell
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 2:01 AM UTC
I know this script may end in tragedy
Yet still I play the role that Eros casts
Following the fragments of future and past
Drawn forth by your entrancing melody
I know you come forth on winds of Chaos
Yet still I desire to dance in your storm
Until our fickle hearts in disdain betray us
For a moment let me know your form
I know you can't be mine and mine alone
Yet still this feeling swirls and swells
So be mine for moments carved in stone
Moments for which my soul would gladly endure hell
But he still warned me I'd get hurt and I still sought something
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