Remember.
The apple that
killed
Snow White was a masterpiece brewed from the poison of jealousy.
Not hate.
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I DIDN'T WAKE UP DEAD
Santana
written on Thursday, December 5, 2013
12:28 AM
Take me.
Take me with you to your icy cold land.
I don't want to be soft-hearted too.
Santana
written on Thursday, December 5, 2013
12:28 AM
Take me.
Take me with you to your icy cold land.
I don't want to be soft-hearted too.
the fallen grace
It was when all the lights in my world blew out and everyone I thought cared, left.
When I first held onto him, I barely knew his name. But I was certain, this is who He have sent to save me. Am I wrong? Was I wrong?
I loved him from our first touch.
And I still love him today.
