asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
asklepiades
asklepiades

Hey love you know they said this love would fade,
That life would come and help us carry on.

What friend am I to life? What friend am I indeed?
That I could craft or I could kill, and still wash my hands so clean.
They told me once that bloodstains stain,
Yet somehow you seem so pure again.
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    I was wrong.

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    Everytime someone died. color and breath, the fast unfurl of carbon away from death plants that rise and grow, strange citybomb beneath…

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    Bloomed in the fall, I loved you in the winter. When summer came the world was dead and cold.

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