The romantic azure pleases your symphonic sanctity
And the orators die of eight vinylic sins.
YOU ARE READING
NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH
PoesíaNone of us are actually flawless, How much ever we try to make ourselves believe we are perfect, we are amazing.. we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the m...
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The romantic azure pleases your symphonic sanctity
And the orators die of eight vinylic sins.
