

The letterShe sat there in her dark room, wanting her true love. Her soul made the world into a black world. The day is a black day. The black day is a soulless day. She has lost her soul when her true love walked away. So, now when she weeps, so does the skies up above. The skies up above is black, lined with gray clouds, which rains all day. The trees are dead and are black as coal. She stays in her room which is consumed by darkness. He, her true love is gone, dead; he was consumed by her darkness. His death was her end.The letter
Signed, The black day
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깨어진 거울 속의 내 모습 무참히 일그러진...너를 지우네
i just used a crappy digital camera and used zoom.
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>_<...love is a drug,numbing your heart to pain of past of love..tricking your mind to see illusions of supposed love. Love is nothing more than an addicting drug to make the minds of the weak heart to succumb to their weaknesses.
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♥ x.m//m
What a drag...
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>_<...love is a drug,numbing your heart to pain of past of love..tricking your mind to see illusions of supposed love. Love is nothing more than an addicting drug to make the minds of the weak heart to succumb to their weaknesses.
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