My love;
You are ground in a multitude of unconventional perceptions, Full of an inconceivable, endless darkness. Most see you as too bitter, too dark, too strong, too much for them to even begin to wrap their simple minds. And because of this people will try to sweeten you up, Even attempt to cleanse your soul Coating it with milk-white ideas. But I- I love you nonetheless. 'Cause I see your thoughts as a gateway towards stimulating my wandering soul. I see your enlightening darkness as a pathway to the truth. I even see your mind boggling complexity As a tool to cultivate fruitful questions, I oh so love to harvest within my mind. For no mourning would be the same without your bitterly warm kiss on my freshly awoken lips.
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