In this depravity

falling. too hard.



breathing, what a concept.



take my hand, love. Give me your life and i will renew.



wings are nothing, won't take me away.



beautiful, graceful ancient history.



cry. tears, salt in the wounds.



depravity of the mind.



a sensuous taste and i'm lost forever.



visions blurring sights long past.



oh, to be her again. for a nanosecond.



cold. all so cold. take me to your deepest fears.



resurrect the monument to your ghosts.

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