Thee has never felt so pure,
So proven to others !
Yet so free ,
like always keeps a motion
A Extrodinary Illusion kept A Wicked Secret At Bay
Far From Thought ... R.I.P
cradle
thee
thorins
with red bloody
lonley skies
Reason for writing:
this is not a inspiration but the back of my poem book im creating
Birth sign: Aries
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