why

would you want

to spot a powerful mage?

why

I don't want to
I am afraid

the angels in my dream
they still plague me

please, Beloved

the antibiotic
is bitter
but my body tells me
joy joy ecstasy
it is right
my body tells me
I need the antibiotic

why

would you want

to spot a powerful mage?

here
take all the angels
from my dream

all the stars
all

falling

they are angels

all
falling

please

I know you can't

they are mine

I am ok
with falling

but sometimes
I cry

because it is lonely

in space

alone