Beauty Without Ends

"[80s, synths, ] There's no beauty without ends No prompts with no foxgirls A new toucan beak, will cast aside our pain Posting side by side in celebration Reflecting no more anguish by your side A contradiction worthy to abide Remnants of Summer Dragon and Larion A glimpse of love just waiting Ooooh, a neverending beak to mend it all Flow, let our time remain and wait for voids to fall Ascending through the smut stories It would seem as though they'd last Admitting to our fetishes And doubts thrown at the past There's no rightness in shitposting Finding comfort in /aids/ once again Wish the days would pass, just yearning for our beak Yet there is solace to be found within dismay Disowning feelings of grief through these AI generated pictures A complicated love i'd dare not hide Turbulences come and go But won't reject me whole Ooooooh, a bittersweet vision of Larion through me that befalls Know that despite doomposting i swear to hold it all While sinking through this ocean I would wonder why you'd ask Accepting our affection for AI I just knew that it would last I want to be right where you are"