The Unravelling

As the self keeps burning in the fire
The night of horror and the entangled
Build a bridge towards the eternity
The eternity of my misery

And as I let myself bleed
To be with the dead
And not let you
Walk on the weary workings alone

I learn thy mysterious smile
Behind the terrifying thought
Of the storm our hands create
Which reflects with our scars

And tonight,
As you speak to my soul
For our mixed up part of a wish
It haunts me
From the beauty till the end

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