Where are you my dear?Do you see me pining under the darkest of nights?O my life it topples under this weight of griefYour beauty, my only hope eludes me Secluding me to the depths of woe.
K.Oni
We live and we die and we are forgotten. Life is a constantly growing rose That never kisses the sky. Our goodbyes is soon forgotten And d...
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