He was the moon.
She was the sun.
He only saw dark.
While she was the light.
He never believed in love.
Love was all she knew.
They were doomed from the start.
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your words are always more than words, golden arrows that pierce the soul.
Wow, just wow…. that is all, no wait…. thank you !