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Oct 2
My parched heart yearns for a droplet of love
Some sort of affection.. something that would change my life
They say you’ll know it when it happens, that it’s all in the hands of the above
Though these tempting kisses and touches have marked my soul
Tricked me into false emotion, I’ll never let up on my goal
My eyes, now blinded by the aspect of forever love, don’t light up with hope and courage anymore.
This one feeling is so strong, too strong
It has stripped everything of their value, love remaining in the spotlight.
Like a drug I’ve never even tried
Has kept me in a bind
I’ve gone crazy, not being able to bear the thought of living without it any longer
So I’ll push through the decaying desert, no matter the cost
A journey to grab the hand of Aphrodite herself and beg for her sweet tears of love to quench me of my thirst, to cure me of my despondency.
And should I fail, my final note will entail
The miserable, despicable, lonely life
That I’ll have ended with a heavy heart.
It was not Aphrodite’s tears that came, but my own. Me, a victim of my own game, lost to the constant state of the world
But it all ends with a happy ending
As it shows the true love for myself, and I
My one true partner, with whom I died
To arrange the wedding in the sky..
This takes place in the mind of a psychopath
But can describe what some have felt inside..
Dario Tinajero
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