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I often have a dream, About this feeling It is an escape, This love. I don't know where I am So I thought of holding her hand And taking her along On a journey with no sure destination. Sometimes I'm stuck listening to the background noise, I'm fading out into the unknown. This seemingly perpetual dip in time Makes me come back to life. Realising a purpose Now that I have her, It is time to make our journey Conflate and intertwine Like Adam and Eve Exiled from the garden of Eden Seeking salvation together for eternity. It is time to put an end to this pretend Even if this union is treason, For the summers are always slipping away But the show must go on We can escape together now, Without having to give any reason.
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC
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I often have a dream, About this feeling It is an escape, This love. I don't know where I am So I thought of holding her hand And taking her along On a journey with no sure destination. Sometimes I'm stuck listening to the background noise, I'm fading out into the unknown. This seemingly perpetual dip in time Makes me come back to life. Realising a purpose Now that I have her, It is time to make our journey Conflate and intertwine Like Adam and Eve Exiled from the garden of Eden Seeking salvation together for eternity. It is time to put an end to this pretend Even if this union is treason, For the summers are always slipping away But the show must go on We can escape together now, Without having to give any reason.
Love is an escape, even when considered unholy or sin, is still pure. Escaping together, breaking the shackles of society and acceptance, towards another reality to fulfil the potential of the union.
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC
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