5/14
May, 2014
For it can cause me deep melancholy. In no actions I can release my pain. But in writing I do must. My life was thought to be. But a sudden waved crushed and turned what a pair of ease can’t overcome. And by it must swear to God. Not to apply the incisiveness of life. Since the rain washed what is mine. And for the guilty pleasure of a sweet serendipity that can temp desires. I would scorn my heart to be raging out of madness. Watch the words defined by unnatural -natured. And wondered how the moon can cope the dark without
For it can cause me deep melancholy. In no actions I can release my pain. But in writing I do must. My life was thought to be. But a sudden waved crushed and turned what a pair of ease can’t overcome. And by it must swear to God. Not to apply the incisiveness of life. Since the rain washed what is mine. And for the guilty pleasure of a sweet serendipity that can temp desires. I would scorn my heart to be raging out of madness. Watch the words defined by unnatural -natured. And wondered how the moon can cope the dark without
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