My faith in fate is fading with every melancholic constellation among all these infinite possibilities. Our mutualities in love lacked of needful symmetry. And your almond eyes are still filling me with thrilling lust and killing heat but we ended at room temperature like everything surrounding me. And then the rains poured down like our love poured out since you’ve pulled the stones out of heaven’s street.
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