She ran with his heart and she'll never come back. Her images fades as he bleeds slowly, hoping to catch one last glimpse. The room goes black. She never comes back. She'll never come back.
love with heal the wounds of the loves past, because one who loves now will always be overtaken with shame and doubt, for the burning cry of a poor widowers broken heart is that of a demon who shreaks atop a firey mountain with the sounds of gods angels abound him, for even the most loathful of the misanthropes there is always acceptance and love
i hope you can relate to my words as your words did to me, i know that feeling, stay strong, a true lover is vigorous and perseves
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i hope you can relate to my words as your words did to me, i know that feeling, stay strong, a true lover is vigorous and perseves
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Always and for never. <3
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adriana were going to have to do some asskicking again
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