Nothing to say, she didn't hear my moaning, and I couldn't feel her pain today.
There are not a lot of words describing our sadness when were so far.
But we ain't got inspiration to be together but giving us an instant of true silence deep inside to each other.
Needy, could we look, but were locking needs up for ever.
The man hurt her in the past, the female who wasted in my life the treasure of illusions; they will return trying to recover that taste of innocence from us, trying to make up a new chance, and they may get some kind of love again, but never inspiration.
0023 Cell3
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