***the way her tears... make me want to change the world... so that it doesn't hurt her any more... yet regardless if i love her... hate her... wish she would die... or know that i would die with out her... it matters not. Because for once in my life... whatever she was to the world... she now becomes everything to me... and when i look in to her eyes... traveling... to the depths of her soul... and i say a million things... with out a trace of a sound... i know that my own life is inevitable... consumed with in the rhythmic beatings of her vary heart... i love her for a million reasons... no paper would do it justice, it is a thing not of the mind.....but of the heart***
*black SAINT*
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