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Come With Me.One day we will fly.
We will fly to the highest mountain, the tallest tower, the brightest star,
And we will never come back.
I will follow you,
Previous footsteps erased from the earth
And we will carry on forever as if there is nothing else that we could possibly
Come with me
To where the grass is greener, the sky is clearer,
And the words of the wind are whispered so quietly
That nothing will ever disturb us.
Come with me
To our future.
True.There is nothing,
Nothing in the whole of the world and all eternity
That would make me change my mind.
His smile, his eyes, his motions and notions.
I'm brought towards islands fantastic,
Gently stepping together in time,
Dancing between each and every one like it was
Always meant to be.
I see through his windows of knowledge
Far beyond what anyone else can.
I perceive all that he does
Though my mind understands like he does.
Our stars shine brightly
Across the sky that we made our own,
And only the feel of his warm breath against my once cold neck
Can awaken me from the dreams we live in so frequently.
We are still there.
And I long for that day that when he wraps himself around me
And I don't wake up,
Because those stars are wrapped around us too.
Red.She is angry.
Angry beyond that oh so normal reflective gaze
She would usually hold
On such an occasion.
Molten and cracked,
Merging with the lakes within her eyes,
And the heat that I feel from her casts me back.
The snakes in her hair are long gone
Since I arrived,
And all I have to free myself
Is that imminent excuse I will always use.
One lie, and one response.
Some day it will never work.
Luckiest.I sit opposite him,
Imagining I'm stroking his hair through my hands
And oh so gently
Pulling him close to me.
Looks up, feeling my cloudy gaze around his head
As he sits on his own,
Thinking of what I can only hope to be
I find myself stroking his hair
And holding him close to me,
Not worrying about a thing.
We are together, merging into
Even though I dream about
All these things,
I can still have them any time I want.
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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