For love doth breath.
For happiness doth wonder.
For merry meetings again, one might find.
Fefuse!
For while moments pass, and thyne fury that was sown, escapes.
No longer lingers the stench of uncertainty and hate.
Instead whispers faithfulling relight flames of joyous passions.
Rufuse. Let that moment pass.
Refuse...






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=O I know what u had for breakfast!!!
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This is my hell......and no i will not share it!
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=O I know what u had for breakfast!!!
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Make Peace Not War
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