Life is one long act for you, where I play a voiceless part, a faceless portrait upon my heart once alive long ago, beats in silence and crying now only repeats as voice howling. Animal of the soul, limb deep, asleep I wait for you in a restless dream, hour upon hour, steel trap teeth to bone, all the known is unknown what fuels the soul is our soul from the beginning. It’s all we know, so we go into the future, falling far back into the past to attempt to understand our beginning.
I love you Michael.
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I love you Michael.
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