I see the darkness, and I yearn to join you. The darkness of your soul beckons to me. Come closer. Have a look. Fall in. Become one with me. That's what the soul says, but the person hasn't spoken yet. I teeter on the brink of insecurity. Should I leap? Will you take me. I'm a bit lighter than you, but my soul is just as dark. On the outside, I'm happy and healthy. On the inside, I'm just as dead. Shall our souls mingle? Find the similarities in ourselves? Will you let me? Please say you will.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
I see the darkness, and I yearn to join you. The darkness of your soul beckons to me. Come closer. Have a look. Fall in. Become one with me. That's what the soul says, but the person hasn't spoken yet. I teeter on the brink of insecurity. Should I leap? Will you take me. I'm a bit lighter than you, but my soul is just as dark. On the outside, I'm happy and healthy. On the inside, I'm just as dead. Shall our souls mingle? Find the similarities in ourselves? Will you let me? Please say you will.
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