In death in love I walked towards you, tears falling to the floor
as I march towards the conviction for the love that you displayed
yes I know you lied to me
yes I had real feelings
yes I still wish there was something like you that you sold
To me, my innocence caring, hoping that there was one in the world that I could fall in love with
even if it was at the end of my life on my deathbed
even if I did never receive I still care to someday to taste in full, all that was stolen
renewed when its delivered back to me untouched, if ever it was meant to be. My love who all rapaciously claimed to steal and murder and exploit
I was with you, but you were not with me.
and harem fantasies displayed over shroud the youth I had and desire I searched after for something true and destroyed my life, my idol of worship in a cartoon to others had taste to great length and desire, real life fulfilled but not did taste once or more the tears swelling up in the hearts of others, and someone you should love, I would have stored in the depths of my soul clean and innocent blood for one who I would know that I awaited to feed. My love to someone who I thought I deserved to bestow my innocence, blood and soul in a matrimony that to God, God would honor.
But Man has fallen away from true love,
and for, death would come to us all.
as I march towards the conviction for the love that you displayed
yes I know you lied to me
yes I had real feelings
yes I still wish there was something like you that you sold
To me, my innocence caring, hoping that there was one in the world that I could fall in love with
even if it was at the end of my life on my deathbed
even if I did never receive I still care to someday to taste in full, all that was stolen
renewed when its delivered back to me untouched, if ever it was meant to be. My love who all rapaciously claimed to steal and murder and exploit
I was with you, but you were not with me.
and harem fantasies displayed over shroud the youth I had and desire I searched after for something true and destroyed my life, my idol of worship in a cartoon to others had taste to great length and desire, real life fulfilled but not did taste once or more the tears swelling up in the hearts of others, and someone you should love, I would have stored in the depths of my soul clean and innocent blood for one who I would know that I awaited to feed. My love to someone who I thought I deserved to bestow my innocence, blood and soul in a matrimony that to God, God would honor.
But Man has fallen away from true love,
and for, death would come to us all.
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