The moon stares at me like a beacon in the night. I am afraid of the darkness. Hold me.
A sense of melancholy encases me as I fall into deep waves of your rage and sadness. Your pain injures […]
The world is an ocean of melancholy. I am lost in a constant shuffle of never and always, dreaming of […]
She looked at him and saw her dreams. He looked through her and saw his.
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