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The endless countless nights wasted on your wanting
Thousands of nights lost on a blown up fairytale
The elements of a god in your features reduced to
a simple man's wit in conversation
Weak resolve in your ultimate recognition of a higher love
Too perfect to even taint with more than the faintest touch
I know now why all too well drawn by mystery repelled by the gift
In my hands that should not have been displaced in my heart
The thousand deaths I died waiting for that fools day to come
Honed primed for the slightest chances I've been dancing to your tune
so long I forgot my own and kindly you ripped away from me to hold
Me in the same regard I could not hold. Heart is now full, soulight dimmed
I realise now how foolish I've been i have stolen from the hungry to give to the rich
Love should never be a device for selfish sacrifice.
See you soon on our day of reckoning only a million years away,
I will tear you apart from this eternal agreement and fall, hopelessly at your feet
Because even in this moment of clarity I know the corner of me locked inside my soul
I can't erase what I've always known.