The monochrome blows, through our colorless encounter, I shall - TopicsExpress



          

The monochrome blows, through our colorless encounter, I shall entrust my pains on you The unforgiving autumn which forcefully traces my scars, comes while your cold finger tips still beckon me After I melted, you tenderly slave the troublesome, icy me and toy around with me a kiss Nevertheless I search for a single form of love your dried eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond if I can I want it to end while shrouded this like together we concealed our pale selfs the mood is hiding to
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 21:26:33 +0000

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