So what’s left to say? In the end if I hate less and love more I think I’ll be okay I made the wounds in my wrists so deep I watched the crimson rivers begin to seep My memories flooded like the blood Triumphs and failures clear as mud Ever since I was a boy… Read more
Twinkling light dances off your hair and shimmering eyes November night gifts me the sight of your breath in sighs Barely perceptible but every bit a part of who you are Such is the love between us burning and pushing oh so far I found myself in places I said I’d never be only because… Read more
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