Until death, do we part?
Is that what they say?
I doubt your crazy ass will let me truly pass away.
Even if in thought and not in death, your hypnotic song will always take away my breath.
You'd probably suffocate me, kill me in my sleep.
If you do that, I can never have a chance to flee.
I would be tied down, definitely bound, and you'd have us spend the whole night making ungodly sounds.
I'm not complaining, though; I love the crazy.
Sure, it gets out of hand with all the hazing, but I have no regrets.
At one point, there were some, but now I have none, and it's because of that I now truly feel I have won.
Not in life, though, we're still unmarried, and I'm very wary.
Instead, mentally, it relieves me of feelings not so heavenly.
It doesn't mean my worry has subsided.
Instead, it means my thoughts aren't so misguided.
I hope you understand what I'm trying to say, and if not, I'll make it more clear.
I love you more than anything, and no matter what, I'll always hold you dear and near to my heart, for that's the one place I know you'll never part.
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Poems For The Soul & Thoughts For The Mind
PoesíaA trip in to my mind, filled with poetry and odd thoughts. By the way some of things I think may be kind of out landish, just warning you. Also a lot of what I write is depressing. *potential trigger warning*
