My love

My only love thing. I hate writing of love.

All that I live,

All that I breathe,

All that I am,

All lives in the Skye.

All of my hope,

All of my dreams,

All fade into the Skye.

All of your doubts,

All of your fears,

All of your tears,

All turn you to an AcidPaintedSkye.

So I'll give,

All of my love,

All of my care,

All of my hope,

To turn you back to my Skye.

 

The End

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