Perfect Lives

"I looked in his eyes and was lost in the sea I once remembered, and I was drowning in a blue serenade that seemed to last forever. Just one little disturbance from the outer world would have shunned me from the oddly indescribable picture of love drawn on his face."

Dear Friend

A collection of pieces of work.

His Tainted Canvas

It's not because she looked different or because she filled the hole. It's because she understood me in all the ways no one else could... even myself.

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