Fatal is the attraction
Of twos reaction, to a unit
The correlation
Of these twos nation, is beyond the hills
Never friends before
Opening that door, of the building's unit
They share their dreams
And other related things, in this place
The portrait near the door
Shows a lot more of their own unit
The portrait holds a face
That goes beyond this place, and sees all
It sees the lying, cursing, and hurt
Asked is it worth, the pain...
Bello
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- stacy.mariie
- I see myself as the aurora borealis --- Never the same connection or sequence of colors as the life progresses
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