And I ask myself often...
How is it that my heart is still red?
When this darkness, it fills me,
While I live in black and white,
Where I feel only blue...
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Euphoria & Woe
PoesíaSometimes our beasts can't be caged up inside. Sometimes I let my demons dance free among the words that I give to you, my love. Forever for you. (I stole the pictures, that stole my heart.)
