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Your bright light stains my retinas with semi colons of joy and pleasurable pain.
The kind that only love creates. That aching slicing wire that stings and whips delight.
I lost it all. And found regret. Too short our time for any meaning true.
Irrelevance.
Knowledge is power, though the only power of worth is to change the self.
Seeing all from true security your colour drained in rocks long ago. And there you are left.
Amongst rocks and sands.
The kind that only love creates. That aching slicing wire that stings and whips delight.
I lost it all. And found regret. Too short our time for any meaning true.
Irrelevance.
Knowledge is power, though the only power of worth is to change the self.
Seeing all from true security your colour drained in rocks long ago. And there you are left.
Amongst rocks and sands.