MASKED INNOCENCE - (marlon brando)

MASKED INNOCENCE - (marlon brando)

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"it is evident that she belongs in a place so destructive as this. she's masked her desire to relish in life - it is simple to see. he, on the other hand, wants to be in this world so desperately as it is the guilt that steers him on this course of sin and blasphemy. he cannot control his conscience, his urges - especially for her. study the way their faces rest at the sight of the other. they cannot mask their true intentions. funny how desire has the tendency to overthrow any control the subconscious holds over the body." © drizzymay
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