as quickly as i exit the island
i prepare to enter it.
the feeing is the same..
a desire to escape it..
companionship can never compare to freedom..
of which i will easily trade.
tears that fall evrytime..
trickle to form a river
that dwarfs the nile..
that is the depth of longing..
that is the extend of my love..
*to my tokyo destroyer*
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