deadmen walking all around these heads of ours.
I’m delighted by thy eyes. I can’t find you. They pass -hours-
Thee try to reach my heart. yet i’m not meant to belong.
Thee attaint to kill me; all thee do is love.
Long hours passin’ through our skins. They get older and unseen. Time we have now, but each other we have lost.
Ask we do now, Why has time betrayed us? Without knowing we betrayed ourselves. The time we had, but we let it go away, and so it did.
Truth of humans the one we face. Death, life; we lose our skin. Agosnistical time the one we live. Either night or day, death for us awaits. We cannot survive the cold blade that death possesses. We cannot survive the love that another to us gives.
We trouble our own hearts. We command each other to love. Without knowledge we destory all feelings. We certainly are our own acts. Never knowing what we got until we die. Never loving until the pain of the fire we mind.
Let it go… Yes, let it go, for tomorrow too late will be, surely that we’ll realize…