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to you,
the extinguisher to the remains of my soul, fragments of which i still pursue.
the sky speaks in colours,
a language of sights
with the sighs of winter,
but the heart transcends into colours
of the sky and winds,
for if the heart cannot speak,
then my sky will translate our unspoken vows.
our vows of lies and kisses webbed into an soulful tie,
entangled by the embers of my soul and the remnants of yours,
and an ocean of love,
sorrowful and sincere as the tears kissed by you,
a love so cruelly denied by the strings of a god given fate.
grief unseen with a daydream of spring.
and so, if the heart is enchained,
surely, the sky will speak of my vow
- with love, vi