Three gods dressed in gold,fine linen and pearls.Stood on the life of the heartbroken,with just a smile they walk away.Then the god dressed in hooded black came,standing alone he came and offered them a hand.Got them up with a heartful peace.Then he brought them to a place where darkness will leave.The savior of the fallen.Love means nothing here.
THE BEGINNING:Fallency for(end starts here) Ready.Set.Go.Her shattering coldness deepens the sorrow of a weakened warm heart.Finished on her last words,later,then it came to be never.Cradle on hopes like the poor baby on the breaking treetop,and when it breaks,down will come hope like the baby,cradle and all.Her run carries on away,farther from the broken tree,where i am with a broken back and a bleeding heart.The notebooks she wrote on couldn't kill me off.She is waiting for me,to start running the other way.But no matter what our path will still cross again,millions of miles later.So i get up to run.She starts here.Let us meet again somewhere,no matter how long.
Fallency begins with words,upon the marks of a line.Welcoming the destruction that cries to follow.
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Myself,dark and tattered
Name: EMmAnUeL
Age:old
SEX:virgin
