recording the tape on reverse.
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and then they did come, the Swords.
i have seen them clearly, i knew that.
and yet done what i have done easily.
i knew they would come and they did.
i am still a child and not a queen.
i dont know how to stop them down at a glance.
that is why they went right through me and out.
10 hours to shade tears, cause pain, call past.
10 hours to remember and repeat all the words.
of the oath, been made.
there was my sin and i, and no one else.
it is not the case where i can blame it on someone.
respectively, i have to stay in front of the mirror and.
repeating the oath from the beginning to the very end.
i did.
the sinful part is not in my lust, it is the saddest part.
the sinful part is in *do not call home the place apart of your home*.
there was the tendency, immanently.
i dont bring anything to that place, i take.
i take it to myself and bring it back home.
you know, that is the way out of my sin.
i return home. i dont leave anything there.
i am attached but it is hell not the promise.
i return home.
let me go and return home.
that central mansion is my personal いつでもいけるところ。
like in the ancient times the humans sheltered in the cathedral.
trying to find their salvation and silence there.
minus the lust, and you can call it my safe place.
but it is not the home, right. simple, m?
the words wont work for us.
we can not be finished with *it is over*.
we can be finished with *then go and die*.
you didnt mean it heartedly.
otherwise, we have been both dead already.
i dont very want to finish off my story with jisatsu.
because that is canon. んーStarbucks Dark Frappuchino is something to die for, though <3
@темы:
transparent poison,
aiseru,
those, who obtained the first sunrise