I remember. .
when I open doors for you,
My smile I could not hold back
My heart with love does not lack. .
I remember. .
that when you left that thing,
with your harsh good bye’ it did bring,
my heart, with sadness, turned black. .
I remember. .
oh, I remember the horror,
brought by the bear by the door…
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Posted on Tuesday November 10th
About me
For the times when you feel exceedingly extreme on either side. . .When all you want to do is absorb, absorb and absorb some more, until the heat becomes too intense and you'll explode!
When all you want to be is a defined existence. In this crazy world that craves light. . .you need blackholes to escape to. . .
*posted photos that you may see here are NOT mine unless you see my watermark on it which will read 'ziel'. . .
