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I think I want to be with you. I want to cherish the moments we have Not that I already don't. If I could allow myself one thing, It'd be to fall into the deepest abyss of you. I wouldn't be scared. Even if that's some type of reassurance for my self conscious, I wouldn't be scared. This isn't a fairy tail, But more like a brothers grim. I'll get tangled in the captivating woods of your soul. I'll be devoured by the bewitchment of our love. If there is such a thing. I'll let myself only be guided by the light of your sorrows. Not because I hurt you, But because I want to find what has hurt you and learn from it. I can promise I'll  always abide by your side. And reside by your pride. I'll never be caught dead in some type of disguise. Because you don't deserve that type of lie. And you never have. So let me fall into your depths of hell, And I shall crawl out with you. Let me sink to the icy depths of your frigid ocean. And I will emerge breathe taken, Not by the lack of oxygen I was unable to inhale, But by the breathe taking opportunity I was forsaken with to prevail. To emerge victorious with the beauty, You call hell. Its really heaven to me.
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May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC
Your Hell Is My Heaven
I think I want to be with you. I want to cherish the moments we have Not that I already don't. If I could allow myself one thing, It'd be to fall into the deepest abyss of you. I wouldn't be scared. Even if that's some type of reassurance for my self conscious, I wouldn't be scared. This isn't a fairy tail, But more like a brothers grim. I'll get tangled in the captivating woods of your soul. I'll be devoured by the bewitchment of our love. If there is such a thing. I'll let myself only be guided by the light of your sorrows. Not because I hurt you, But because I want to find what has hurt you and learn from it. I can promise I'll  always abide by your side. And reside by your pride. I'll never be caught dead in some type of disguise. Because you don't deserve that type of lie. And you never have. So let me fall into your depths of hell, And I shall crawl out with you. Let me sink to the icy depths of your frigid ocean. And I will emerge breathe taken, Not by the lack of oxygen I was unable to inhale, But by the breathe taking opportunity I was forsaken with to prevail. To emerge victorious with the beauty, You call hell. Its really heaven to me.
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May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC
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