Dreams and Happiness are...drugs. And the pain that follows is not less than a sharp knife...or a sharp-nail. It bleeds without blood. You just feel it. With every sense you have got, on every single inch of earth, in every tiny part of the minute you live. It compels you to feed...yourself...
Love, Dreams, Happiness
I look through the cage...an absolute beauty of yours...
Love, Romance, Pain
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