The end of my world.
Enraptured in the bluest dark, I fall into your broken arms, I can feel your bones crush, and mangle under me. I can feel your tears fall softly on my face like a flower feeling the rain. I perceive your eyes as if they contained the galaxy all in one gaze. I hold your gnarled hands, battered and bruised, yet I feel as if the heavens have embraced me once again.
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