I never want to grow old ugly
like we were the last two people on earth
And you choose me
everybody had been hurt
But please don't pity on me
all up in my head
All the time, I knew
nothing
what can I do?
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BUTTERFLY - LOVE
PoetryIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
