Dealexate

Within your carcass i find the most enlightening parts of myself that could be forged into an everlasting path by which certainty cannot taste.
A twill of a memory stills me nigh of aberrations, in clockwise sounding my duet. With spears and dances i climb further, outlasting the minuscule forget. The twisting chasms of souls i see, living in me and you. Through paranoia and chastise building, i search you countless nights. If only one could wake up slowly, and smell the morning lights.