

LoveBreak, young heart, for I must hold my tongueLove
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Love.Love.Love. Love can destroy this we know. Know from experience. Know with our minds. But one no longer thinks with ones mind whence love happens upon thee. One thinks with ones own heart, a dangerous road, a road less traveled, a narrow road. Our pain means nothing. Our focus is lost. Our purpose becomes only one thing.
That which mattered most, now matters least. Return is futile, impossible one might say. Our minds refuse to allow it to happen. This refusal is
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~Let's make this quick.
~An imagination is a terrible thing to waste.
~Biggest pain in the ass to ever grace my talent.
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R A D I O
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~PrincessOfDonutland =
Your Buddy,
Tiff
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=Elektrohexe
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