How it end

What brings the perfect world to an end? Lips were sealed, and the only text capable of destroying the art's beauty is A heavy heart filled with greed can put a stop to it. Only the eyes and mouth have the ability to frown. My foundation has been disturbed, but it is built on pure love. I've produced another pillow to be wet by my tears. Not how you stated it, but the feelings that accompanied it. I still wonder, "How can the words be so bitter?" I want you to be mine, yet I can't call you that. I battle my demons for you. What can I do when I see a grim reaper dressed in a bright outfit and smiling? My tears saturated the memory cushion. It's not so much how you say it as it is the feelings that betray the words. I'm still wondering why I'm still printed, and my smile has faded. I failed to defend the world I was supposed to protect. The eyes of the time are on fury and resentment.