the balkanization of my heart has been resurrected with an affection that always inspires and never grows tired of my dark and deadly valleys is this the end of me? I swore to never go back. in this the finest hour a last breath of life awaits me in this the finest hour a last breath of life awaits me anticipation with vomiting, you are something I dream you are the something that I must have truly this is the finale of my suffering and the beginning of perpetual peace truly this is the end, the departure I have waited for my last chance to see, this perpetual peace on this day I will learn to love again on this day I will learn to love again and so I am waiting to die...
finest, perpetual, truly, balkanization, awaits