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Perfect Love

He rises to fight only because in his mind he can't stop or he'll die. And he cries, yes he cries. Tears of pain, tears of astranged days he doesn't remember living in the first place.
This loveless creature teaches, as he reaches out, what love means...

As he seems to fufill her almost broken dreams.


Call her the reciever as he rids the riddles of his soul, only understood by those who know what it is like to have been there.
Been where there was no helping hands and his head was clouded from words he wishes to speak but can't come out, and he can't think out loud because the whole time his mind is blinded by the question "Why can't I think?"  
As she holds him close, she feels not a man but a lost soul, and he sees a storm in her eyes. He sees how her smile has lost it's beauty for becoming a disguise.
But he breaks through into a new being, a deeper meaning of her spirit.
As these two just stand hand in hand, they sing a song of pain and joy, yet only them themselves can hear it.
They fear it, but face the danger as past anger disipated.
This affection can not be imitated. Not logical, yet understood in a language unspoken.
No need for words in this higher level of expression infused by natural selection, for in rejection they found each other.
Destination unknown and not cared for, just peace, as if sent from above.
A boy of no past and a girl of no future get tangled in a perfect love.

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  • sonata
    July 4, 2008

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    sometimes we build walls not to keep people out but to see who cares enough to knock them down. idk. this reminded me of that.