
Before, after and last| When we were still in the womb of our mothers we feel the connection. The red imaginary strings that connected each of our pinky fingers. The pinky finger we used to seal the promises that meant to be believe and done, not to be broken into a tiny thousand glass pieces. Secrets , mystery, and undying love will scattered into tiny crystals. Are we on our final destination yet? Or is it just a starting point of our real life love story. Tears after tears oozing from my eyes as I decided to leave you behind. For I am the only one fighting against the harsh waves to bind us together tightly, or I'll just let my hands fall beside me and let the large vast of ocean cross us again. with now tired hands to bind you, Just float my dear, now with open eyes, I'll be the one who'll play the game this time The story of: Saoirsy Niamph Arden I'm Clodagh Qrst Davis(CC) Attribuzione - Non commerciale - Condividi allo stesso modo
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