Our story...
" One world observatory" she wrote.. She is THE world observatory... Three years ago, our path got separated.. In these years I have work endlessly towards one main goal.. Getting back to you... As your lover, as your student.. Today as nature is taking back what was taken from it.. We, humans, are waking up hopefully.. In this awakening, one thing remains constant.. One truth.. Being still in love with you... Both a curse and a blessing.. A curse no one could break.. A blessing no one could take away.. "Write your story" she said.. Goodbyes are never easy whether early or late.. You could not phase out what you could not understand... Your part in my story didn't end that day.. Our story lives inside of us.. People we love stays with us forever... In every breath I take... In every thought I have.. In every prayer I do.. In every waking moment of my living soul.. You are remembered.. You are called upon.. You are ever present..
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Woah... Real work this is...
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STELLA RAYMOND
Wow....nice....
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shadowlinxxx morgan
Brilliant truly🤞
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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I Saw a Dream
I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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