C4C, of course.

Time served to prove me wrong again,
The years that I have spent searching and stumbling over you.
But my patience is wasted on someone so wrong about everything,
Yet I still follow you home.

And I’ve never been this far.

My conscience is bleeding internally,
Dying eternally,
Drowning in the pleasantries of the night,
And all the while I wait.
But we still go dancing all night at the cemetery,
The candlelight vigils held by the townsfolk are humbling,
And gratifying you and me.

And I’ve never been this far from anything.

When the air dripping out the gap in your lips trickles down my neck,
I feel at ease.

And I’ve never been so sure of anything.
I'm here to help

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ok, as usual pit is being very unhelpful except andychalmers, so im gonna go post this someplace else

And a master of storytelling...

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andychalmers102, that story is awesome.
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