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101: End 1/3

I see your soul, I want to paint it black.

No more pure colors, if you choose to take my hand.

I can see the beauty in your being, the benevolence in your heart.

I can see how little I care about that.

The cause and effect of all this is that I want to paint you black.

People don't understand, they don't understand you.

The world around you is too little for what you truly deserve.

Love is scarce, mine is abundant.

Life is short, eternity is not.

Take my hand, let our eternities merge.

I look within me, and my heart is black.

I see through you, yours is not.

I want to paint it black.

I want to paint it black.

Join your hand with mine in this dance.

Our eternity will unite.

The sway of our bodies, our locked gazes, is the little understanding for those around us.

I don't care about the fall; I want you with me.

Do you want me with you? If so, take my hand.

I can't stare at the setting moon.

If you join your hand with mine, our love will laugh at us before dawn.

I'll
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