Dark star crashes
Pouring its light into ashes
The forces tear loose from the axis
For faults in the clouds of delusion
Shall we go, you and I, while we can?
Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds
To anyone that means anything to me, if I had the world to give, or the power to take away your pain, I would. I give you the world, and all the great things, minus, all the things that make the world, not so great from time to time. If I could, I would.