The need of life, lives on,
living indepth, the passion of hate, and the feeling is strong,
alone only then, can love move in,
the fear, of beeing loved, zooms in,
the races, the chases, the faces,
of the killed, slaughtered with the loving maces,
be gone, my minnions of the rose,
this one dares not impose,
with growing eyes of blue, thea can here no more,
silence is undergone, for good reasons I'm sure,
the light of a new start, leans in and kisses the heart,
with promes of change, yee be shurly deranged,
to bealeave the lights intents,
the hand slips from the mind, leaving little regrets,
hello to the darkend light, keeping strong for the bright,
laughing, singing, playing, swaying... with the beat, of love.
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-the tragedy of loves spell has concured all, none may provail, the duties are strong with pasion, one gives in, you may do as you pleas but be gentile
-life is short, enjoy it wile you can, enjoy it with the ones you love, a smile gose a long way, do it for your self, not for others.
-yes but seeing is beleaving and ther is allways more to somthing.
-Poking causes babies.
An experimental web comic
FIâre La Amato
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-life is short, enjoy it wile you can, enjoy it with the ones you love, a smile gose a long way, do it for your self, not for others.
-yes but seeing is beleaving and ther is allways more to somthing.
-Poking causes babies.
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Fiare La Amato
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An experimental web comic
FIâre La Amato
Proud Pastafarian
Shortest Person in Thread
WHY DO I KEEP GETTINGOLDER?!