

...A pit engulfs all mellow tones Beauty no longer intrigues Spans of living grow shorter each generation as the general life span expands... Forever socialites resist..I refuse... I realize to be rejected... Unaccepted... by the unaccepted... Torn... Alone.. Cold and broken... I am gone......
Rose
maaary.. i can't wait til you update again <
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That's why I love angels..!
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