you are my dark matter
my atomless substructure
inside the void of light hater

but you are the old man and the sea
a desire to be individually free
you are my forgotten vow, my shortest forever
yet everything becomes more beautiful now
since I'm loving Someone better

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I am the sin that made you fall
The Myth; Love, forgave us

and even now when we forgot one prayer
my knees and yours just won't stop the bends...
it's the only reason we can know that mythical Someone better :
The Man with Hole on His Hands