It’s the darkness one might say. The sun going down and the shadows are getting lost in the skies, suddenly dusk is upon us. I wish it wasn’t so. Tonight I am saddened in a bath of roses, wine red water, and the dim rays of the moonlight reflected on my reverie. Withdrawal: the sharp pain is ill denial in the pit of your stomach. Sometimes you
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I love it as well. :D
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