PRISM CELL Pretending that perfection is holding us apart, from right to wrong can we now make love within the dark. But should I kiss the one whose heart makes living so complete, to be alone unconsciously might our paths once more to meet.
PRISM CELL


Pretending that perfection is holding us apart, from right to wrong can we now make love within the dark. But should I kiss the one whose heart makes living so complete, to be alone unconsciously might our paths once more to meet.  poem stories
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PRISM CELL Pretending that perfection is holding us apart, from right to wrong can we now make love within the dark. But should I kiss the one whose heart makes living so complete, to be alone unconsciously might our paths once more to meet.

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