Incomplete and total adoration. my gift to you, my heart was yours. ten weeks you shaped it; in one night you murdered it. torn from my chest I'm layed at your feet. that first step you took was the worst, since then you've walked a thousand miles. in silence, short of a mark, I still have these memories, but we will never see what we could have
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