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I have never seen such a face, not in my most perfect of dreams
To look upon you would be the purest of masochistic pleasures…
I beg of you, be the death of me!
Self-aware, I cannot understand what is behind our paths intertwined
What a cruel mistake fate has made, to bring you into my existence…
Yet, here I am!
Here you are!
If it were only your face, had the artist only perfected your portrait
If you were nothing more than a vision, still you’d…
shine in the darkest of nights!
Silence the loudest of sounds!
Your mind, your words, every action creates a chaotic stillness inside me
I fear I could lose myself in your flawless existence…
I can only taint it!
I am only poison!
I have now seen such a face, often in my most perfect of dreams
I have looked upon you, felt the purest of masochistic pleasures…
You have been the death of me!