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There comes a time In our life When we can feel sorrow of the mirror, his sadness And his longing for a true companion We can see, he is tired of Gazing into a beast’s eyes. And then We decide to leave reflection forever ☹ Why does prophecy come with broken hearts? Always!
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 11:12 AM UTC
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There comes a time In our life When we can feel sorrow of the mirror, his sadness And his longing for a true companion We can see, he is tired of Gazing into a beast’s eyes. And then We decide to leave reflection forever ☹ Why does prophecy come with broken hearts? Always!
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 11:12 AM UTC
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