The Everlasting Fairytale
The whispers of the old were the dances of illusions i made, In the realms of dreams where illusions became reality there is you and me sorrounded by the colors of love that was never meant to be mine. i know i have to wake up from this beautiful fairytale. but my heart longs for this moment to last forever. just you and me until the end of this everlasting fairytale inside my head.
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