...memories are but wings of a butterfly I.

[silent_crow]

I.

...and if there's a name I am crying out into the night
while I am being put under restraints  
- they said they wanted to protected me from myself - 
it's your's name I keep on engraving onto my cytoplasm.

I like your smooth curves.

The curves of your name.

II.

"She's the one who sells sorrows," so they'd  told him.

And he prayed to Lord and

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[kurenai_tenshi]

how are you, darling? <3 I really really miss you *hugs*

Apocalyptica is big big <3