LonelyIllusionist
Monday, 4 April 2016
Mine or not mine...
Every tiny piece of me cries
For those best days
I've ever spent
For that memories of the
Spilling adorability
For that purity even the Tusker felt
I am fighting to tell myself
It's okey for her to be
Not mine
But I've become hers..
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