A Song From the Stars
I lie and forget and I torture.
I feel hate and I absolutely will not surrender.
I am an offender.
Yet I feel love, and I will ask for her.
Like a hand to a glove,
I will hold her and the ground beneath her,
and the stars up above.
Meet me there, be aware
The wear and tear is
Irreversible,
Unconversable,
Intraversible.
Beware.
The answer hurts.
So does everything.
There is no way out and we must suffer.
There is no way to begin again.
What happened before cannot be undone.
Relax.
It's not easy.
You will get hit from every direction.
It's why you're alive that matters.
Do not take no for an answer.
Don't say you can't do this.
Come up with a lie.
Do not steal.
Bomb the living hell out of them.
Try to sleep.
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