

Consequence of PurityA single dove. A single red rose. One heart that I love. One heart that I chose.Consequence of Purity
White is dull. You're used to a splash of red. I'll understand if you leave me, if I don't share your bed.
Will you leave me, here standing in the cold amidst the pure driven snow?
Alone again, it's quiet. I can't hear my screams.
I am water, you are my sunlight. Could I just evaporate?
I could turn to steam as you fall asleep, and dream about "us" and what could have been.
In truth I am stone, par
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Online LoveIt's ironic that I can't meet her because of meters.Online Love
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