The Glass Lovers
Love is like water. It holds us takes care of us and it cleans the insanity away.
Gaze upon the withered faces whose hearts holds deadly cases. Roaming the earth without a care, escaping the reality that wants there souls too tear. Fearing what humanity will trail; knowing they must run before their hearts turn frail. Everything they feel and taste starts to decay, falling deep, but their love still pumps passion through their souls this they must keep. Understand when they look at each other they realize their hearts had become one, Ignoring the fact of denying reality had made their thoughts weigh a ton.
Feeling the freedom of escape gives them a sinister thrill, still knowing that the world will snatch their love away always giving them a cold chill. Passion had granted their souls peace and grace, but sadly never knowing the glass will make their hearts brace.
Running around the earth with fun and glee, now watch as the glass strikes through the heart of one of the lovers that never had the chance to flee. Blood and suffering has now stained the world that they had roam, hear the screams of pain that is shown as an example that grace has fallen leaving the world a glaring tone. The lover says that "I am ready to die", the other lover has a freighting face hoping that this is just a sick lie. "Sent me free" the lover said, so no more of are tears can be shed.
The other lover knows that death is finally here, so the lover plunges the glass further down to the heart with such dwelling fear. Know it's time to listen for the heart that beats slower for each deadly time, feeling that pain has become the invisible crime. The lover is finally gone but the other lover smiles knowing that it has witness a life that was so fond. If you know that the lover still has the heart of one but look closely and you will realize there is none.
Feeling the freedom of escape gives them a sinister thrill, still knowing that the world will snatch their love away always giving them a cold chill. Passion had granted their souls peace and grace, but sadly never knowing the glass will make their hearts brace.
Running around the earth with fun and glee, now watch as the glass strikes through the heart of one of the lovers that never had the chance to flee. Blood and suffering has now stained the world that they had roam, hear the screams of pain that is shown as an example that grace has fallen leaving the world a glaring tone. The lover says that "I am ready to die", the other lover has a freighting face hoping that this is just a sick lie. "Sent me free" the lover said, so no more of are tears can be shed.
The other lover knows that death is finally here, so the lover plunges the glass further down to the heart with such dwelling fear. Know it's time to listen for the heart that beats slower for each deadly time, feeling that pain has become the invisible crime. The lover is finally gone but the other lover smiles knowing that it has witness a life that was so fond. If you know that the lover still has the heart of one but look closely and you will realize there is none.
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