The Endless Page

The endless page is a story of meaning that she has so excellently sewn The endless sentence is but a fire that she has so excellently extinguished and she mixes quill and ink. Among the morning dew is when I had to leave because of her unconscious fallacy And she may not realize it yet that it troubled me so She writes the endless page, with endless words. I who lives one-thousand miles away from love I who has decided to drain himself of rationality am announced upon a letter from the post master and I who is shamefully evil entail the details; the endless page. "My Dear love, to whose actions I cannot express why am I such a deceit to you? The deceit to which you left little explanation the girl to which you killed with burning ambition Why do you fare with my heart why must you treat it like a poppet? "My Dear love, I'm forever sorry for never detailing just how much I love you And the pain to see you everyday just reminds me of the darkness; my dear love I'm in the ground now, as you read this endless page."