• the_fallen_angel 47w

    they mix and blend
    until they shift
    into a different state of matter
    their atoms and particles
    altering my existence
    until they make me shed
    the sweet purple tears
    A perfect blend of love and hate
    of the heat from a lover
    that leads to a scorched love
    fighting with the cold
    from a storm that passed
    leaving the ice at the bottom of my soul
    my tears both smoldering
    and freezing
    creating the purple bliss of sorrow