Death to he who falls in-love
as still as my dead ancestors so am I but not qualified to die physically, the heart that once danced to the beat of love now lies still as the stones I walk upon, all this death caused by love but not just any love, the type of love that leaves you drained when you realize you are never going to be love in such a way, the type of love that seems forbidden but it's not, the type of love that causes you to fall into it's depths for someone whe has fallen into it for someone else and can never fall into it for you because they only see you as a friend but such is the penalty of love *DEATH TO HE WHO FALLS IN-LOVE*.
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