chaotic unificationeither of us are unaware,chaotic unification
of every firing synapse that lies between our glares. the explosions and chaos which consumes our minds. blinding us to all feeling concerning the time. numb and satisfied. content in animelism. happy with lust. our bodies are raging, raging to mix. i'm impossibly close to you and you smile. i close my eyes and drift into comfort and we let our bodies carry us to where they want. inside of you and inside me. like red to blue, we are raging for purple. like carbon to syrup, we are raging for soda. i'm inside you in a metap
tempting the flamesuddenly admidst the grey of reality so bleak in long, i am met with a chance at a flaming destiny. without any control i let the flame consume me i let it burn to my very heart unconcious of it's action. then burst forth with a great white inferno comes my wicked desire as i take to action. like that of an unstopable desire i would set fire to all and burn all to see that whose images control my being. lost in the urge i would make it rain blood as it would ash and sinue from the actions of my hands. the endless pain only plaguing my being not my soul, it drives me. we shead this shallow ideals of the humatempting the flame
those closed eyes of summerduring these cold times and cold days in the white of winter, the soul turns black the eyes become grey, the world loses it's color. we look down as we walk, without seeing each other, as we clench our weak warm bodies against the friged weather. but i still dream. so i can let go of it all and go somewhere else to endless green fields where the warm wind carries the scent of a new day, to that unrealistic day where the sun shines so bright it illuminates the soul. the warmth is their under the same unseasonally blue skys, it's just when i look down the colors gone.those closed eyes of summer
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Angels descend
Paper wings broken
They do not become mortals
But the demons they despised
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