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on Thursday, December 29 @ 10:40:59 UTC
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: True Love
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on Thursday, December 29 @ 10:40:59 UTC
Anonymous writes:: " Broken love, life lost, all meaning scrambled like a puzzle thrown against a wall.
My fist pounding and pleading against my chest couldn't appease or drown out the heavy sound of that broken heart.
Unrecognizable pieces of heart and spirit endlessly falling like so many daggerly chards in my soul.
Friendly death, receive me, quite me, make me still and love me; please don't reject me too.
I seek your kiss, ...my lips approach, finally acceptance that won't fade, ...tugged apart.
What? More?
Sunlight again.
No rain, now even hiding is hidden.
A stone smile I'm forced to wear everyday.
Ever after, I seek to avoid a reminder of the pain that I died with; a pain I can never forget.
Do not touch me; for the depths of me are still waiting in that moment, for the lips of death.
I began a union with death on that third day of may, way way back, in two thousand and three.
I do love her so.
Unchanged, as if it were yesterday, it is now forevers'.
That cruel lover that sent me away, saying, "leave me alone", has actually caused my loneliness.
I went with her into a unknown blackened valley, with love aren't all things possible?
Then she gave me a fading torch and fled from me; I stood waiting for her until the light went out.
As a faithful fool: I waited for her in the cold, morbidly silent darkness.
Upon hearing of my continued and deepening demise, she...
She called me weak with words that felt like burning spit upon me, the evil hiss of it echoes still.
I do love her so, I abandoned self-restraint and threw away the tethers of sanity, long ago upon her once tender reassurance.
Lies sealed with a kiss, tickled to delirium by a promise not meant to be kept.
Truly sweet nothings, I stored them all as if more precious than life itself, I believed.
I do love her so.
Broken love, life lost, all meaning is scrambled like a puzzle thrown against a wall.
My fist pounding and pleading against my chest can't appease or drown out the heavy sound of this broken heart.
I am dead to all else, forever.
Please don't hurt me,
I can't live with the dying again.
-waiting for the rest in peace. "
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