'cry.. cry now for the Crow has eaten ur eyes, for such imagery has now been collected from ur memories, and u r asked to walk alone again for a short time,' the void whispered.
its incessant need to devour all in front of it becomes truly realized, and i break down, down, down into nothing once more.
'and what language would these wounded eyes form if they could speak?'
but that was the end of it all. and aside from a dream of sadness and fog, nothing now sat among an old ruined point of view, desperately longing for another chance, for another touch. ur touch.
so touch me again, and as what we are in our core intertwines with our beating hearts, luck looks down and blesses each and every one of us as we all sit encompassed by all we set out to achieve.
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because i came down, from a high so holy
into forever's arms
and in and afterglow of love
it's the aftermath that fades.. away..
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urs always,
the starr nova
<3