He was delightfully kind
that he left me with enumerable misery.
I was so selfish
that I couldn't give him anything but Love.
I still cant
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 9:02 AM UTC
He was delightfully kind
that he left me with enumerable misery.
I was so selfish
that I couldn't give him anything but Love.
I still cant
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