8-5-2008
To: Alexandra Grigorosoaea
Covered with Mist, seeking light in her blue eyes and I shall get none as darkness is what haunts me in the eternal mystic life im residing in.
The though of serendipity still remains, Lips Caressing endearingly , In a melancholic scaly Gibbous night, as Thou shall look upon me with contemn and disdain leaving me endless dismay
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