Consummatum est…
Oh, how easily people forget their promises, their words and decisions… How easy is to betray, to lie, to mislead. Especially yourself.
My heart grows ever so sad thinking what life brings to such foolish ones. When new dawn grows upon themselves, shall they consider it to be the last one? Consider fear? The pain, the suffering.
‘Tis words that are important above all, for true words will set us free… Foolish words will kill us. Entrance to the world of love is paved with words. And we walk, so mesmerized with sweet words…
Amongst the dead we shall rest, ever so silent and peaceful… Like the hasten hearts beating steadily death, we rush to the end…
Until the end devour us…
Consummatum est.
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