There is a never ending river of sadness that takes even the smallest creatures big and tall to drown in the despair of lacrimosa as it leaps out into the depths of our own hearts as oceans of water seep through the cracks and crevices of darkness and joins us in union with each other’s souls entwined as our hearts beat with each other and become one ..
Even the smallest fish tend to live there longest at the bottom of this river at the bottom of our hearts that sink and also for those who look not to swim but to drown within panting and roaring inside the waters of pleasure and paradise; passion and particularly; love..
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