Amia Venera Landscape

THESE DOUBTS HAVE COME TO AN END.
THE PAST SPEAKS WORDS OF YOUR SHAME, GOING
ON.
AS YOU WERE LONGING TO SEE OUR FALL.
THE BONDS WE SHARED FADED IN
TEARS.
MY FORGIVENESS IS OVER.
THE STAB ON MY BACK IS A GIFT OF TRUST.
We
miss the most when everything is lost.
I forgot the hide where I used to put
all my laws
and I still think you messed up everything.
HOW COULD YOU GIVE
OUR DREAMS TO THE VULTURES?
and I can't go on
GO ON
to be the one
YOU'RE
THE ONE
YOU'RE THE ONE
who signs
MINUTES BECOME HOURS
seconds to sunrise