We built bridges and castles and moats, we grew roses found rivers built boats, we created a world for just you and I, and so when our love withered away, the world we built started to die and I knew we would never be the same._____ Demonica Scarlett Rose Deval.
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Tales of the Soul
PoetryI won't write soppy love tales of how love won. I won't write to tell you of how the good guys saved the day. No I'll write depressing stories, heartbreaking lines and agonizing words and sorrowful letters and I swear that I won't write line...
