we sit among these growing shadows,
standing on the brink of an unknown tomorrow,
hiding somewhere between the darkness and the light,
safe within this land of perpetual sorrow;
moments come, moments go my dear
one,
leaving only traces they were here at all,
this moment we hold alone,
free from a land full of killers and madness,
a world of defined boundaries and limits,
designed to imprison all that live within
its deadly gates;
and to you do I say
that it is better to lie here among
these shadows with you,
than to walk among the light
with any other,
better to have tasted your love
even for a moment,
than a lifetime without it.
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