Perhaps it is better if the Sun did set in the East. Wells of perspiration will burn us to the core. Upon rusted wings I will reach the sky, upon broken wings I will mend. Would you let me go like you do if you only knew just how much I love you? Fables resurrect emotions, devotion and untainted dedication. Fairy tales tell lies and so do you. Our unicorn will pass away, its hoove-marks imprinted in our memories, your saline tears sweeten entire oceans. I will never let you down. Shards of broken glass scattered across the floor, watch your step or you might bleed to death. The rain will eventually go away. Your hope and ignorance may never run astray. Promise me you'll never let go. Skies don't seem so dark tonight. And death shall not even do us part. I am bound by the strongest of shackles, and eager to stay here, chained to the thought of you forever. And I will never forget your name.