And each man kills the thing he loves, By all let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword. (The Valkyries)
It's close to impossible to keep your Love alive. In an attempt to live it, maybe we kill it. I'm thinking of death being a vicarious antidote to life.
It's close to impossible to keep your Love alive. In an attempt to live it, maybe we kill it. I'm thinking of death being a vicarious antidote to life.
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