(no subject)
gentle Perfection
an obsEssion in time
to much time foR words
Four dimnions
one planE exists
the Coffin you see is yours
siT and wait,
i’ll watch yOu, dear
your soul disBand with time
the acid burnS
your eyEs turn black
the truth your eyes Seal shut
deStiny
well call it love,
is always on my side
stifle your scream
suffocate your breath
cry your worthless tears
ill help you, dear,
youre soul,
the now mine
the nothing of this world
remember me-
i stayed with you
i was always the only one