| I am jealous of the wind that flows through your hair The sun that touches your skin And the air that surely soothes the cancer of your lungs I am jealous of every little piece of life that is allowed To be a part of yours I see a montage of flesh and sapphire's Falling deep and in love in the depths of the ocean Falling forward and into the sky I want to give a nuclear winter To the surface of the sun And break every bone in the bodies Of those who adore you Your violet skin no longer has the ability to die I force myself to loathe you sometimes So that we might exist for each other In another life |
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