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Sun-kissed mornings turn into charcoal nights,
White lies form a dark truth,
Innocent love becomes a hidden desire,
My heart is saying yes but my head is telling me no.
Which path should I take,
Which road should I walk.
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You have great talent
'Sun-kissed mornings turn into charcoal nights
white lies form a dark truth' wonderful
Thank you very much!
Thank you very much! I appreciate the kind comment. :)
For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination,