In the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
If the devil was ever to meet you in your best, he'd fall on his knees and repent. Then I asked myself, do I love you to death? No answer, too scared to involve.
Yet I remember how I look into your lips move, your hands playing guitar, your existence soothing my nerves, standing beside you feels like home.
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I was falling in love with you in silence as a butterfly scared away the devil inside of me. I said, speak of him over my graveyard, he brings me back to life. It is what it is.
I liked this poem, I'll marry your shadow, I don't afraid of the dark, there your devil is. I shush them as you hush me with the wrong translation.
