close your eyes and dream with me in this unexpected rainy season, that may be the closest you ever get. this kind of rain, i do not mind. as only when the rain stop, the cage will be gone with enchantment left to know how intentionally broken we are at times before we allow ourselves to forget ourselves. so now, we live happily ever after...
stay with me
broken pieces jumbled
together in search for chaotic bliss
paint with me
pictures of past lovers
let our beautiful souls fly free
dance with me
into the shadow of mortality
forgetting together our sanity
kill with me
steal my breath counting rainbows
in ecstasy among the living dead
thanks for remembering my birthday. if angels forget you, did you really exist? what if years later, you buys a mirror and tries to nurse your battered soul and loving yourself more only to discover that you doesnt exist?
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