and when all the stars have fallen one last time and the skies are crumbling into my hands and the sirens are bleeding out on the beaches and the earth fades; you will remain

March 17th, 2017.

I made you - I made you because you deserved it

because you were worth it - because you are unique

and wonderful and special and amazing

alive to feel

my love

because I was made from ruin and disaster

chaos and fire and burning hatred

these are my bonds

which I will break - breaking what I am

What could be more important

than the hope in the morning

when I finally release you

into the world

and you open your eyes

She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits	There is nothing left for me there, except for all that I left behind	I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere	Malcolm
Mac	XI. The Pillar	May 28, 2021	March 17, 2017
blame it on women and the birds and bees	What you should REALLY do when you have too many votes on your hands.