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Your pretty words, Your pretty eyes, They all seem like a lie Such a divine creation is all mine? Mine to hold, mine to love My home. They say home is where the heart is, And Gods that can't be more true With you, I don't fear the wrath of God herself With you, Time is obsolete, Time is infinite With you, My soul begs for more I built walls so high, With one goal in mind, To keep you, your warmth, your love, Out But you've still managed to slip between The walls in shambles every since there was a breach And now I stand Walls in chaos, But you by my side And i wouldn’t trade that for the world Not even if the Gods demand it
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
The Breach
Your pretty words, Your pretty eyes, They all seem like a lie Such a divine creation is all mine? Mine to hold, mine to love My home. They say home is where the heart is, And Gods that can't be more true With you, I don't fear the wrath of God herself With you, Time is obsolete, Time is infinite With you, My soul begs for more I built walls so high, With one goal in mind, To keep you, your warmth, your love, Out But you've still managed to slip between The walls in shambles every since there was a breach And now I stand Walls in chaos, But you by my side And i wouldn’t trade that for the world Not even if the Gods demand it
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
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