-Faceless Heart, Heartless Face-
I'll meet you in another world like the secret language we create
When we're left to our own devices.
And somewhere in the overlap
Is armistice amidst our sacrifices . And you'll be here and I'll be there
Our own joys and mid life crisis.
Small Sparks between the wick and chain, different soups to different spices.
-Rabbittarius