My starchild.

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silence
beautiful silence
almost as cold as death
others run but you chose to stay
as beautiful as a star
the whimpers you let out at night
And even the tears you have shed are beautiful shinen like a star
I'll call you my starchild
shinen beautifully more then any star
but the silenc will haunt you when you cry
just like a Child in the middle of the night
your delicate touch on my cold skin
makes me feel alive again
my little starchild
I lived in eternal darkness
But your warm kisses on my cold skin
guided me back to light

هذه من قبل أختي ik و أتمنى أن تنال إعجابكم و يتحقق حلمها في مقابلة حب حياتها بارك جيمين

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