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"Loves a holocaust."

They ask you what falls from your eyes, is it melting snow from a loss long ago that they themselves will never know? They ask, or are they tears draining from your soul, only to freeze eventually resembling tiny ice crystals almost like frozen frost? Come on cupids heart pierced, victim; the night may nearly be over but, your heart will beat on, the show must always go on.

"Loves a holocaust, the stakes? All those hearts, broken, burnt and lost; the intensity of the burdensome, unforgetfull pain is just another unbearable cost. Loves just another battle needed to be fought; when the trigger is pulled and the victorious walk on, the body lies still with a purpose forgot all meanwhile, the heart is left to rot. Love, I was saved from you; I remember it, the day that I forgot."

You can attempt to put a face to something as unvivid as faith but it never holds still long enough to catch a glimpse, it’s always dancing among grace; funny, how some things never seem to change. The silence of the heart grows as memories embed themselves within our heads; for some reason, they're so insistent on refusing to fade from pitch black to their lighter shades of grey. Throw back your head, with intent on forgetting your yesterdays some things the bottle just can't wash away; sadness is found to hold such a bitter taste, to leave what it has to offer, to drown in uselessness is such a waste, hold it close knowing it'll seem so much sweeter on better days.

"Loves a holocaust, the stakes? All those hearts, broken, burnt and lost; the intensity of the burdensome, unforgetfull pain is just another unbearable cost. Loves just another battle needed to be fought; when the trigger is pulled and the victorious walk on, the body lies still with a purpose forgot all meanwhile, the heart is left to rot. Love, I was saved from you; I remember it, the day that I forgot."

You're walking this world with so little care, you’ve got me; look now, I'm on edge, you've got me scared. I've opened my eyes for you, to dodge the unavoidable, oncoming traffic of these nightmares. Hush now, don't be scared. I'm here with my arms wrapped around you; don’t be scared, though our worlds maybe different, one heart with an infinite beats we share.

"Loves a holocaust, the stakes? All those hearts, broken, burnt and lost; the intensity of the burdensome, unforgetfull pain is just another unbearable cost. Loves just another battle needed to be fought; when the trigger is pulled and the victorious walk on, the body lies still with a purpose forgot all meanwhile, the heart is left to rot. Love, I was saved from you; I remember it, the day that I forgot."





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