Angst
is there a method to this madness that strips away great pain, layers cling, compounding to memories that just won't leave feelings filter throughout the day alive once and now, reduced to sighs and scattered tries suddenly breaking free this tortured mind remembers and cries, such desperateness. and yet, on the outside smiles trace the place where love once dared to reign...
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alisajs
The distance between two hearts is not an obstacle when true love is present...
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