You say the ocean reflects the moon.The biggest grin facsimiles pretend to gain pleasant fronts of dismay.The belief the love awaits the horizons unwilling.My heart abodes to the direction of alone.This is the way played out in the path of the destruction's of crumbled souls.Yow are the winner of the prestige to carry the heart of cold.Held within the restraints of my passing ,is the release of the endless enduring of my suffering brought by the ruining of demise.I may just stay quiet before that time and wish not to speak of the pain that i carry in the depths of the falsehood of loves sought it will be sabotaged in the awaking.