Calling you angel
Because without you
The earth is hell
And heaven is underneath
The earth
You are buried in

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Calling you angel
Because without you
The earth is hell
And heaven is underneath
The earth
You are buried in
Sunshine
There is something in your smile
That lures me in
Keeps my head occupied
Cant ignore your fingers tracing mine
My knees are trembling
Puts my fate into demise
I know darling what you think
This game that never turns old
Covering me in sunshine
I feel My heart turning cold
Because whenever I look into your eyes
You can’t see yourself reflected in mine
I miss the way you say my name
And how it bends and how it breaks
I think there must be another mistake
You said we should not be this way
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 7/24 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron), Lotor/Allura (minor) Characters: Lance, Keith, Shiro, Hunk, Pidge, Katie, Iverson, Allura, Coran, Lance's Family, Lotor, Krolia - Character, Matt, Adam, Sanda, Colleen Holt, Sam Holt, Arkida, Kuron - Character Additional Tags: Voltron, Time Travel, Earth, Angst, A little, Some angst, probably other ships, is lotor a good guy?, Who Knows?, not me, OC, Don't copy to another site, update: i do know, Aromantic Asexual Pidge | Katie Holt, Demisexual Keith (Voltron), kuron won't make an appearence for a while Series: Part 3 of Sacrifice Summary:
A pissed off Haggar sends the team back in time to a year before they find the blue lion. A complicated series of events prove that not all is as it seems on the surface.
it is so profound and terrible and i have to wonder which means more that i am writing about you or that you are writing for me
i could wax poetry for eternity, i could write and breathe and i am composed of so much too much everything has always been too much haven’t i always been extreme? every atom and the spaces in between are filled with love, with adoration, with fondness, with desire, with trepidation, with with with with you. i’ve longed for freedom and i’ve longed to know pride to embrace it and there’s a reason i’m so obsessed with morality with virtue and sin but how could this be wrong this is so wrong i am trapped here in this skin in this cage and i am a bird screaming against bars singing my praises for you for you about you and it has always been you and i have always been blind. i cannot contain this.