My tragedy, the tale of Pyramus and Thisbe.
For I stood, whispering into the lover's hallowed stone.
Wondering would it ever be?
For every love I have shared, Thisbe has never known.
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC
My tragedy, the tale of Pyramus and Thisbe.
For I stood, whispering into the lover's hallowed stone.
Wondering would it ever be?
For every love I have shared, Thisbe has never known.
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