This Worldly Being

You’ve grown for her

You’ve mounted your horse,

You’ve sheathed your sword;

It was your sun shining,

Heralding your journey

At last;

I’ve seen you unmount

And offer yourself, wholly,

To her for whom you’ve grown,

And she let you fall then

That she had known of you

And then you knew that you

had no more

But

You had me

And you chose not to know.

 

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About kyogakura
Bored 95% of the time.

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