If thy souls do not bind will thou still be loved? Brings pain and sorrow to the people around thee. But isn't that love? With each heart beat aren't thou soul dying? To be vanquished into the black hole of thou's heart. Seeing nothing but crying faces. Those of the dying and of you...But somewhere in the back there is a light. Not even a bright light but a flicker. Of that flicker is thou's very soul. Thy flicker itself is thou's love. As drew closer to the dim flicker it begins to die. As thou soul and heart with it. Leaving thou as... nothing
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