The Afterglow of my glow

" Piously the sinner awaits in tragedy
   Wholesome to love not love yet lust in the all
    Figures she turns the axis to thy tongue
    Prefers him dried and in the scorched-corpse of mortal-necrophilia.
  
    Tangling in half-hollow loves for which he knew
    Could not the temptation see in clouds?
   Holding obscuirity as one's own pet
   The fated oven to cool ill residues in her.

   Such are the violence in the blueprint
   Fed well as all ancestry, as all apocalypse
   Demanded more into all sweetness of lorn-ness
   Confused and composed for nothing and nothings in the glow of non-glow."

You

You cannot realize that difficulties

cannot be solved with altercations

you stiffle your own heart

because you were mean't to fall

It is an illustrous game of ending and folding

no more paradise to entertain

no more last gaunlets to adorn

Is it the same?

You cannot change because you think you are evolved

Live in your passion of open-endlessness