The evil within man frightens me, but does not surprise me.
The lack of conscious and the darkness of your soul are reminders of the danger a blinded love holds.
I will survive, there is no question, but what will become of you when they find out?
How long does a lie last? Does it last longer than a memory, longer than love, longer than time? Does it linger past our last breath or is it forgotten in an anonymous, lust filled moment?
If love is nothing but a lie, will it matter after we are gone? After you have forgotten me?
If a lie is all love has been, why do I remember you? Should you forget me, remember this moment. Remember my eyes, my mouth, my words... while you were a thief, I offered you my soul.
Monday, April 04, 2011
The thief takes only what is given
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