alive still
death is surely a man
death is a man in the way i will never love him.
death is surely a man in the way i was told he was my sole destiny and i feared that was the truth
death is a man in the way he has tried to grab me. I fear that he will
death was never taught consent
death destroys lives
immortal soldier in a holy war
death is a man in the way that I used myself in front of him, desperate to love him. desperately hoping to be accepted so that i could continue to lie to myself
But i was not made to love him, no matter how much i had tried
