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Eternal Canvas

Death is eternal, my darling...
Death is eternal, my love...
There are so many things to prove this true.
This painting begins with you.

I walk in and see a Canvas.
And colors that don't even exist--
I can see a painting before it's begun
Of a sweet and beautiful bliss.

I can see you dancing
All about the room.
Watching me paint you
And letting your bouquet bloom.

Your wings are so light and elegant,
As your feathers shed to the ground
And the blood doesn't seem to bother you,
Dripping from the bondage that you're bound.

Death is eternal, my darling...
It's something that will never change.
How do you know a portait won't fade
Once after it is made?

Here you are on this canvas
Waiting for me to bring you to life
So that you may dance forever
In the sanctums of hidden light.

Your lips are warm and rosey
As I paint them a deep, blood red.
Your cheeks so pale, your dancing strong
As if you've risen from dead...

Death is eternal, my darling--
A portrait that's forever untold.
But watch me now, as I stroke my brush
And let a story unfold.

Death is eternal, my darling...
Death is forever, my love...
There are so many things that I wish I didn't do.
But I'll never see a painting as lovely as you...

Well, I was happy with it at first... D: ....but now I don't know what to say... except dont touch it... --_-- yeah...