midn8thots
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She's naive form of glass
He's broken pieces of fierce
She's dandelion of joy
He's sorrow of death
She's Sweetheart
He's heartless Devil
One look at him she knew he's the man she need to be away from. He's all the bad guy that every of her novel's described dangerous to her heart. The man in front of her is the definition of what the world describes 'Devil'
One look at the petite girl he knew she's all he need in his dark world, as sweet as soothing music her tone is, it disturbed is every night, every morning, every second of life as he found himself longing to hear often. She's every description of his mother's words where there come 'Sweetheart' in his life.