Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

Автор: Beramode

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, оn some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand оne another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

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I just wanna lay next to you

And listen to the beat of your heart

I just wanna close my eyes

And fall asleep in your arms

I just wanna feel you

And just forget the world

R/I/D/

Falling for him wasn`t falling at all. It was wallking into a house and suddenly knowing you`re at home.

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I`m trying to remember you

and

let you go

at

the same time.

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I don`t care if I fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell.

I/T/

I hide because there`s more to me than what you see and I`m not sure you would like the rest. I know that sometimes, I don`t like the rest.

M/B/

 

 

My tactic is to look at you

To learn how you are

Love you as you are

 

My tactic is to talk to you

And listen to you

And construct with words

An indestructible bridge

 

My tactic is to stay in your memory,

I don’t know how

Nor with what pretext

But stay within you

 

My tactic is to be honest

And know you are too

And that we don’t sell each other illusions

So that between us there is no curtain or abyss

 

My strategy instead is

Deeper and simpler.

My strategy is that some day

I don’t know how, nor with what pretext

That finally you need me.

E/D/

 

 

The Soul selects her own Society --

Then — shuts the Door --

To her divine Majority --

Present no more --

 

Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing --

At her low Gate --

Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling

Upon her Mat --

 

I've known her — from an ample nation --

Choose оne --

Then — close the Valves of her attention --

Like Stone --

 

C/B/

He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.

C/B/

I take much pleasure in being alone

but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.


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