just a shimmer of gold on a horizon that had no bounds.
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Yearnings that corroded the soul, unfulfilled.
Fiery ice and cold flame, detached bliss and conjured heaven,
leaving only broken mirrors of silence in this mind.
the words falling from his lips like a summer rain
mounting tension threatening to explode with the slightest provocation.
standing in the shrouded night, which mirrored perfectly the darkness within his soul.
and the not-so-accidental collision of their lips.
resentment edged his voice like a blade, his eyes glinting hatred and bitterness sliced with raw pain.
grasping on the fringes of a waking dream, ethereal and utterly, utterly unbelievable.
the slender hope that this was all just a terrifying dream
the cuff against his wrist seeping through his skin like mercury poisoning his blood, hot and cold separated by the imperfection of flesh.
the frontier where love and hate collided, the fine line now blurred by chemical alteration into absolutely nothing at all
Love lives in sealed bottles of regret
*the present is just a pleasant interruption of this past...*