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Jun 2013
One last breath
is all I'll need,
before I can find myself complete

One last step
is all I'll take,
before I find myself awake again

Why do my dreams torment me so?
my grasp is slipping,
I just can't let you go
stop, I can't be alone

Even when you're far gone
and I'm lost in solitude once more,
your ghost will always haunt me
with the thought of what once was,
its for the rest of time
your shadow will linger beside mine

Time is all I have left;
death parallels certainty,
and I know it will cross our paths

With one last breath,
and one last step,
time has run out,
I have nothing left
with one swift kiss
and one last goodbye,
I drift away,
and fade into the night...

Is this our conclusion?
Staring at this illusion,
we find union in seclusion
we'll be one in entombment
we're both bound to this forever endeavor;
we'll rot in the ground together,
forever and ever
Cunning Linguist
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Cunning Linguist  29/M/An illusion of reality
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