My Eternal Lover, My Sun
"And in that moment, where the sun hit his eyes, he shared its glory." Glorious ball of fire Your descend means death, Your arrival meant life. Why do you burn me? All I ever wanted was to be touched by your warm gaze, titanic father of all. I was gone for five minutes The sun was gone Have you forgotten me?
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