As the world spins i think...life...the gift of life is glorious...if you spend the time you have on this earth not taking chances and opportunities they will fade into the distance and only seem to be a far off memory...im alone in my suffering..cursed by this fatal longing...for the flower bloomed in decay that holds the cure for my hearts dark pain...your the dying beauty i desire in the winter of my life..your the dying beauty i require to survive my darkest night..you pale hands caress my skin and deeper into your web im drawn in collapsing on this dying bed...renew me with your heavenly rest...your the dying beauty i require to revive this fading light...comatose in your embrace...your black kiss i dare to taste...poisioned by your disease..but its the sickness that i seek
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