My smile is deceiving, for the brighter the glow , the more destructive the Wrath You may think that I have forgotten, I haven't. It's only a matter of time until your in the perfect path

Who are you? From birth I've known myself to be charming, smooth, so composed that Beethoven would blush. With your smile, you strip away all that I knew was my identity. I stutter , I fumble for the ...