like camilla once sang, all i do is give, and all you do is take. i feel that's my fate, to give and give and give, to give my all to you, every iota of my soul, every ounce of my being, it should all be given to you.
i should burn and burn and burn for you, while you watch, the creation you made, the ruin, the catastrophe, the being you've taken everything from without offering any thing in return.
i can see it, how it will all play out, but i can't stop, i can't stop giving to you, i can't stop burning for you, i can't. I was fated to burn till i can burn no more, all for you.
___ ellie a.o.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
