He
made her dream of galaxies
When he wasn't even fond of the stars...
Mind forged manacles, chaining her light
But she kept on hoping, drawing her might
From all the flowers that bloomed,
Though the heat withered em all.
And like the wild roses forgave summer,
In their giving away of a sweet fragrance
Instead of crying out in pain,
When crushed under a young lover's hands.
She too let the oceans thunder, for her violence
Was not power, but a way she understands
Being sane in a world between sacred and profane.
Forgiven, he'll kiss her in the last verse,
Carved out figure in a timeless chaos,
Cause entropy's got poetry inside too, a curse
And a blessing both to be utterly remarkable for eons.
Whether he chooses to leave or stay
Either be the hero, or the villain to throttle
Her life away, and translate it into the sky by a ray
Forgiven she is for choices made on the rock bottom.
Mind forged manacles, chaining her light
But she kept on hoping, drawing her might
From all the flowers that bloomed,
Though the heat withered em all.
And like the wild roses forgave summer,
In their giving away of a sweet fragrance
Instead of crying out in pain,
When crushed under a young lover's hands.
She too let the oceans thunder, for her violence
Was not power, but a way she understands
Being sane in a world between sacred and profane.
Forgiven, he'll kiss her in the last verse,
Carved out figure in a timeless chaos,
Cause entropy's got poetry inside too, a curse
And a blessing both to be utterly remarkable for eons.
Whether he chooses to leave or stay
Either be the hero, or the villain to throttle
Her life away, and translate it into the sky by a ray
Forgiven she is for choices made on the rock bottom.
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