for the longest time i have walked only part of a being never feeling whole alway's searching for the one angel
that would fill the emptiness in my soul little would i know that it would be 2 one in which i would sleep
and be pleasured and one in which it shall be friendship and possibly love void of lust a true innocent and pure
completion i wish for it not to be like a building that withers over
time and rusts nor like the stars that eventually burn out and consume but rather like the belife in
a god or as time itself that never stops flowing