You're so... different. From who? ...everyone.








I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine, and should that link be broken, either by distance or by time, then my heart would cease to beat and I would die.








What do you dream of? A kind man? A pure soul to be redeemed? Perfection? Perfection has no place in love.








what do they feed on? butterflies, I'm afraid








You said you loved me! I Do! All the horror, was for love.
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