I'm sorrowful, embrace me in your lore
Let me dissolve in it and eagerly accept it
I'm on my path, fell nothing but the ground
under my feet. No time to think of it.
It burns before my eyes as I just stand
and patiently observe it burn in me.
I will not touch her
'cause would I do it once -
she'd leave me once for all.
Ironic name of this relation - "sacred friendship"
Intelligence and feelings are the curse.
The mindless and the senseless are the happy ones.
What have we done... can never be reverted.
