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the damaged parameters
beg of your forgiveness.
and i would stand there
with the shining cries of violins,
and strike the rivaled smiles
until pavements bellowed.
i enjoy this demise.
it is the darkness that is most tender.
it is in kissing you my dear, Isobel
and knowing that after today,
i will never play you.
beg of your forgiveness.
and i would stand there
with the shining cries of violins,
and strike the rivaled smiles
until pavements bellowed.
i enjoy this demise.
it is the darkness that is most tender.
it is in kissing you my dear, Isobel
and knowing that after today,
i will never play you.
— myself
