A gift not a curse

A fair brightly red, fiery hair, a fiery sunset, she was all you ever needed, walked up next to me.. ;" Do you see what you have done ? " I watched out through the horizon; " I didnt know " was all i could say.

" What you did , can never be undone." She grasped for air, with a sigh " They still forgive you, you caused a havoc, yet never with a cruel intent "

She was the light i always searched for, the others they just wanted to see how far they could go, and it always ended up with reality shifting from one place to another." My eyes see, and it hurts "; She held my hand, it made me calm.. I forgot what a human touch could do to change a state of mind to another..

" They do not understand, they never will, you see they are happy as it is.. " " Let them dream, its all they have, you seen things a few have see it as a gift not a curse that when the time comes, you knew all along what they always searched for"

still on my quest. Lovley story.

My friend says the irony of being a zombie is
that everything is funny, but you can't smile,
because your lips have rotted off.

That made me


There is no ideal world
for you to wait around for.
The world is always just what it is now,
and it's up to you how you respond to it

I crush her against me.
I want to be part of her.
Not just inside her but all around her.
I want our rib cages to crack open
and our hearts to migrate and merge.
I want our cells to braid together
like a living thread.
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