Gentle Mask of Distruction,
I hope to kill your grin,
but tales be told
of hopeless odes
and sorrow always wins.
Why did I end up to be the hopeless romantic type
but I couldn't imagine life without love
I hope to kill your grin,
but tales be told
of hopeless odes
and sorrow always wins.
Why did I end up to be the hopeless romantic type
but I couldn't imagine life without love
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cool poem
Those are beautiful photos of you.
How have you been?