intruder of the divine

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intruder of the divine

november4twenty17

and the sky... it just isn't the same. the stars don't whisper your name anymore, they scream it. they're crying out for you, they're so upset.

the sunlight feels so dim, on the brightest of days. I burn in the cold. I can feel the distance spanning miles and miles, you're turned around and I'm left alone.

and the moon - the poor moon. the moon cries all night, cries all day, lives in eternal pain. the tears sting all of the wounds I've hidden for so long.

I knew I wasn't deserving, how could I be so brave? I stepped into potential happiness and expected to be unscathed. and now I ache so badly, I'm afraid it's all my fault.

I betrayed heaven, I dragged it into hell.

I weave my sadness into words galore, and they pull others down with me. how could I do this? the guilt never leaves - I've hurt everyone.

I'm a hurricane, leave me alone. stop becoming disasters.

why must I have broken into heaven?

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