DFRScythe

KIM JI HOON. RELEASE THE THUMB IDS I BEG THEE.

DFRScythe

I have nothing but my sorrow, and I want nothing more. It has been, it still is, faithful to me.
          
          Why should I begrudge it, since during the hours when my soul crushed the depths of my heart, it was seated there beside me?
          
          O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
          
          Ah, I realize it! Your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the side fireside corner of my poor black heart.
          
          O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
          
          (And then gone angels be playing in the background)