do yo know my soul, my soul? the face of fear brings fear of death. what is there to be afraid of? one life this life a life withheld cannot be seen. my soul you comfort me, for i see you, and you see me standing here, on the edge of disbalance with a lost gaze upon my lips. you see them, don't you? flux is change and everything spins and i cant handle not knowing you, soul. for the center is the constant. and the constant is us. forever winter forever dripping black ink forever our eyes gouged out for the sake of sanity. metals and shadows and red eyes and bloodthirsts. i am prepared to wait forever but for you two and a half years is forever. yet... since you have opened my wings i could care less. i know your soul. and i shall know it eternally.
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Thanks, doll!