𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. Why 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 deceiving pictures we painted 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘵𝘩𝘦se memories i hold 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 overshadowed the bad Still the 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦 on 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 still stays I hate that you're only a mere essence i can hold onto in my false realities 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧: Cover art is not mine and all rights go to it's respected owner.
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