Though at every turn I was awestruck that event nothing short of a miracle, I know I caused you a lot of pain which is never my intention. Sometimes I wish I just don't get close to you so that I won't tamper the gossamer you are, yet I end up so. Is this the curse laid up on me. You are my enchantress, my curse the untouchability. I want to express more and more, as if you my princess but grounded only by the fear that I would hurt you more.
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Resonance Of The Shards
General FictionAmongst the infinitesimal possibilities my soul would always search for the way to make you happy.
