HE IS NO HELIOS, BUT MY DRENCHED PALMS WOULD NOT STOP REACHING UP, WOULD NOT STOP NEEDING. AND IF I CURSE YOU AND CALL IT SOMETHING OUT OF LOVE; FINALLY BURN YOU THE WAY YOU WANTED, BRING YOU TO LIFE AND END AS THE WAY YOU BEGAN, LEAVE YOU THE WAY YOU'VE BEEN GRIEVING, THE WAY YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING AMONG THE DREAD ON THE HALLWAYS OF SUNRISE, THEN IT IS NOT LAST THAT WE MEET ON ANOTHER LAST DAYLIGHT THAT FORESEES A DAWN THAT WOULD NEVER RISE OUT OF FORGIVENESS.
a/n: published this and the other in an alternate acc, in case somebody had read that n wanted 2 report me 4 stealing shit
