Eternity scatters like the autumn's hue,
Aion whispered of the incoming blue,
For no mortal ever seek of the untrue,
Lest eternal solitary was what to ensue.
Eyeing the rottenness beneath his footing,
To ache or to averse was but now numbing,
He'd long saunter a world of no future,
Praying the pebbles and thorns not to went further,
But the land was not to wear his feet of fur,
As mortality is no longer what he bears.
Descendant after descendant greeted,
Recalling how he own none of his own breed,
The swore had to be met upon his dead beat,
As farewell to loved one isn't his casual hobby,
Not that he intrigue none of those angelic baby,
Fearing only those purity to baptize his unholy,
Tiredness rung the ear laid among corpses,
Sought for the voice once thought was hoarse,
How the voice had escaped his listed remorse,
But there he was a breathing soldier off his war,
Grinning a silly motion with scars not to his par,
There he knew how his home was no longer far.
Tears shedding refusing to welcome this feel,
But there he keeps tumbling his world like a wheel,
Despising the little sunshine undressing his onion peel,
So he blew his eternity into thirty with their eternal treaty,
An eternal covenant that shall end all enmity,
A historical pair with task consoling the loved pouty.
Eternity blew like the dandelions' tips,
How he whispered love songs to his ear tips,
Both embracing eternity upon their lips,
Forever shall they're attached not just by the hips.
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