A thief is the paragon of perfection
Ticking in my ears as a constant reminder
Flawlessness is unreachable
For it is you, the vessel of such an idea.
I beg my aching limbs to persevere
My chest heaves uncontrollably
I run up rugged hills to chase the sun
Only for the merciless moon to take its place.
No matter how far my legs take me
I end up falling
Falling
Falling.
The open flames of your pity burn my skin
But your heart is in the right place
Tattooed on your sleeve, an everlasting memento
Love may hinder, but the core grows stronger.
So I take a leap of faith with legs once shattered
I push immovable mountains until the cusp daybreak
In my hands I hold the blazing rays of the sun
And when I look back, you are right behind me
Right where you have always been.
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