Archive No.1: The Antithesis - The Imitations of Art
Loving you will be the end of me
As I bleed in deep blue hypocrisy
The most unkind way to cut all ties
Is to tolerate it and be hostile
Even if it takes me 200 years
My patience at this time should be revered
Amongst the arid silence and the desert winds
I burn the midnight candle and craft the antithesis
The manuscript is incomplete
But I'm sitting on the highest peak
Of a range I know I will never have
Limited to someone I know you can't stand
Even if it takes me 200 years
My patience at this time should be revered
Amongst the arid silence and the desert winds
I burn the midnight candle and craft the antithesis
Even if it takes me 600 years
My body will repel any censorship
Amongst the arid silence and the desert winds
I burn the midnight candle and craft the antithesis
Violet handprints, you've made a mark on me
Burgundy bruises, from a fight that never ceased
No one builds walls more impenetrable than I do
Give me a reason and mountains will move for you
I'm a willow at the center of your conifer field
I'll drift into the afterlife sooner than you think
Even if it takes me 200 years
I'll prove we're pieces of the same puzzle
Amongst the arid silence and the desert winds
I burn the midnight candle and craft the antithesis
Even if it takes me 600 years
You will live longer and report me missing
Amongst the arid silence and the desert winds
I burn the midnight candle and craft the antithesis.
-auctor

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