I'm not sure what I witnessed recently .. If there was the smoky purple reflection of an impossible longing, a wish unfulfilled, or a premonition of a bright future.
I dried her tears with the curtain, and now I can only look at the yellow ceiling, not knowing what to expect.
I would not get my hopes, disillusion
much less, she would trample on my broken heart.
After seeing you stop in front of me, as everything always wait ..
With a handful of roses and a wink, as the great beast, conqueror, confident and articulate. What ever
expect a person like you.
I was ... And now ... I do not know ... Do not find ...
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