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downpour

I see the beauty in death
even though I know not what death brings
I'm blinded by the love of the idea of leaving
because it's the quiet peace after wards
that I envision and am enamored by
even if it takes torrential destruction
to get there
it's the calm after the storm
that I pray is what's in wait for me
after I take myself away from this place

(will you come with me?)
(I don't want to leave you here)
(in the chaos of living)
(without my protective hand)
(guiding you and holding you close)
Written by noonenothingnone (nathan i)
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