silence.
Held his heart and started knitting.
through doomness and pure sorrow I am.
skater
Metal head
Ripping the veil of sadness and replacing its strings with threads of pure happiness.
The scared moon is the key to my life and the stars are what brighten it.
Singing my heart to his old aged eyes.
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