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Dec 10, 2005 20:13


Dearest beloved....

You're my heart and soul.

You took my heart in the palm of your gentle hand..

And held it like it was glass...

Caressed it with kind words and gestures...

Then stabbed it with a blunt side of a knife....

Beauty in love and death

(sleep)

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kuma_sama December 13 2005, 08:52:17 UTC
Wow. Depressing. o_o

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