

IIWere there ever words for us, my love?II
Was there ever a day during which our hearts did not know exaclty the thoughts of the other?
Even in the rage of our pain and the anguish of our anger, was there even a moment where we could not recognize and fully understand?
I suppose that it why it has always been so hard for us.
...the recognition of the soul's counterpoint in another...
The understanding of firsts and of foremosts and of finality.
We could never move on; never move at all.
I am with you a
Memory
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thats a 50 dkp minus!
i hope i can enjoy you whit my artwork
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When leaves should fall to dust...
And, yes, we have sociology together... If the picture doesn't ring a bell, I was sitting with Drea in the cafeteria when you brought the German test to her.
(If it helps, my real name is Allyson, not Karl)
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