Love Is Fragile
Love is as fragile as the heart of an angel.
Hate is as fragile as the heart of a child.
Who will ever tell me the difference
Between these two parts of my purple senses?
'I will', shouts from behind the stars the irreversibly young Raven.
'How can you, the one who flies among the gods, to even think
Of giving me the secrets of an unborn light that lies,
Inside your heart and wings, to sip and drink? '
'Because the light of love is like the torment of the sea,
Struggling to reach the sun inside of me! '
In that moment, I felt my arms,
My brains and all I've left behind
Growing, twisting, ripping like hundred claws
The blood of that innocent and purple nights
When all my hate(s) came into this world like wild and humble heart(s) .
The smile of the Raven cracked and pushed my mind
As the thunder brakes the silence's eternal time.
'The light of hate is in between the failure of the sea
And the emptiness of love, the love that never reached to me.'
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