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[UN] Hopeless Romantic [DEAD]

My life like death are the same. Still. Empty. No hope of love finding me… Advertisements

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Slightly dead (under the Sun)…

beneath the suns rays I’ve been kissed by life! wondering what tomorrow may hold. with this pen I spill words over lines because tomorrow has yet to be told I can no longer wonder what it may hold and bring today is … Continue reading

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