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πΌ βΈΌ Unfathomable dust of boulevard reincarnates into a dismal cacophony as the bluest-skies alongwith horizon yield to the midnight: as though it knows what is hiddenβbe it sorrow or profound wounds. Whether being abandoned melancholy or choosing to leave first: both shall carry their grief in due heytide. Yet, as i gaze wistfully at the city lights, recalling the far-right corner of that restaurant... Ohβ i realize i am ensnared. Faintly i hear my heartthrob murmur a plea for deliverance, nevertheless alas i remain stranded in this restaurant.
πΌ βΈΌ Unfathomable dust of boulevard reincarnates into a dismal cacophony as the bluest-skies alongwith horizon yield to the midnight: as though it knows what is hiddenβbe it sorrow or profound wounds. Whether being abandoned melancholy or choosing to leave first: both shall carry their grief in due heytide. Yet, as i gaze wistfully at the city lights, recalling the far-right corner of that restaurant... Ohβ i realize i am ensnared. Faintly i hear my heartthrob murmur a plea for deliverance, nevertheless alas i remain stranded in this restaurant.
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INKED: (Live-In-Peace.)
At Night With The Cold Air Felt
On The Covered Body..
(βThe Cold Night!)
I. Breathing In The Cool Night Air
Makes My Heart Calm And Not
chaotic, Tenderness.
"This Is a Story At Night, One
Day This Will Become a Memory With
a Calm Feeling, Memories the time."
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γ γ γ γ ౨ৠβ @intergalacticous - poetry, 1998. Λπ Χ
β€ΏΫ« . the morning welcomes beautifully with its
warm coffee in the window is like a guardian of the world. β‘
the pale pink color shows love that has withered, but can still grow again.πΊ πΌ
β€ΏΫ« . the morning welcomes beautifully with its
light,warm coffee in the window is like a guardian of the world. β‘
write all our stories for today, whatever will happen,flowers bloom, with lace on the stem. (solely. β ’β ΅ βΏ)
I just want us to always be together like a story that will never end.
the pale pink color shows love that has withered, but can still grow again.
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πΏ ; [ for you who was once the person I loved so much ] π
ii. (&) I have thought about this decision seriously I think to end all our memories "π₯" and stories today today the request that I want to ask is not much.
πΌ !Β‘ : please when you have found your love again please don't let him feel alone don't make him think "am I not worthy of you? A" π£Ώ. β€ and make she happy because you have to be able to make the person you love smile, it is enough for me to feel the pain when in a relationship with you. I do not regret this decision. π
.... π "π¨" β’ββββ I close our story with soft words thank you the pain you gave me, it made me realize that I could not survive in this painful relationship. I don't want to hate you
but don't ever show yourself in front of me. α°.α π [ all i ask? ]1
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π£... In the Moonlight.
Bunny's tail reach up for an escape to have some freedom. β ΚΛΙ β
But hey "isn't too bad locked up here? i mean.. look, he's got everything i want, right?" little bunny murmurs to herself in dim room. 5.5π π΅ β ²
ΰΌ βΉ Little did she know...
He just use her.
Cruel.
but it's the reality, she can't escape. Drown in dark sea full of sin.
βΉββγβγβγΰ¨ΰ§γβγβγβββΉ
Bunny's tail reach up for an escape to have some freedom. β ΚΛΙ β
But hey "isn't too bad locked up here? i mean.. look, he's got everything i want, right?" little bunny murmurs to herself in dim room. 5.5
ΰΌ βΉ Little did she know...
He just use her.
Cruel.
but it's the reality, she can't escape. Drown in dark sea full of sin.
βΉββγβγβγΰ¨ΰ§γβγβγβββΉ
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(βVOL.8β)../ sitting dreamy enjoying loneliness.
Sometimes i get fed up with this: living behind misery and fear, my feelings are too fragile it's hard to think clearly. i spend all my time thinking about a way out to survive a problem, but in fact i keep coming back into the same problem with no way out
βcanada is the last place to live
Sometimes i get fed up with this: living behind misery and fear, my feelings are too fragile it's hard to think clearly. i spend all my time thinking about a way out to survive a problem, but in fact i keep coming back into the same problem with no way out