"Don't speak for when you do your voice quivers" and I'm sorry for if I do, I am no less of an emotional wreck. But honey, I will try not to put the gloss in my sight. Iwill try– that's all that I have been doing thus far. Hence, would you forgive me if i break and you are only the repercussions of rose-tinted shards; I did not mean for them to fly that far. For if silver is my favourite colour, then where does green go? Or perhaps if I loved them together, I wouldn't be so keen on moving on.
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