Your love is like winter ice, cool and calm, sleek like an Egyptian cotton sheet. The path is covered with a pane of glass, the heart of hearts I knew you had me from the start. Never would I protest, I was excited to let it show, lust in your eyes told me what you wanted me to know, mirrored what my soul desired, that's how it all transpired, progressively I continued growing tired.
Gazing down the back roads that led me here, crystals scattering the walkway that brought me near to live in a scattered dream. It wasn't foreseeable at the start, foolishly I listened to my heart. Walking the fine line was not what I had in mind, one wrong step or something said will bring up hours of dread. Mayhem and rhythm of this impractical formation led me to commence implementation to deduct you from this illogical equation.
Such an innocent naive man, walking down the lane of confusion flooded with delusion. Waves of protest that came from my mind served as a new benchmark of how I define time. I can only hope for the best opposed to insanity weaved deeply into that fortified nest. It left me a confused mess, having endured all of your tests. Out of distress, this fledgling flew free, it's never possible to be the best when you're under unscrupulous tests.
Frozen lakes burning with fire surround the balcony, the former one to admire. Nevermore desire such a sense of unrest, I choose not to defend my integrity only to be assessed by a mind incapable of perception and clarity whilst disconnected from reality. Acknowledging my mistakes I feel no need for hate, as I drift furthermore from the hole punched door, I am truly happier than before.
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