Mutilated Dreamz

Whenever I think about those angelic eyes, Slowly batting above your cheeks risen by Cupid's Arrow, In hopes that it carried my name, My heart paints a picture where I covet your smile like a delicate Tulip with my palms, after being washed by her love... As we connect our two lips together, Until we... Continue Reading →

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