I love you, you know these feelings are hard to describe, but yet, they are mine to say. the first day of H.B and his wandering soul, maybe just to be a part of this old ruin that they call the "internet" by all means. Why? perhaps he is just a hopeless romantic craving for memories to give and have.
I love you,
you know these feeling are hard for me to describe
but they are mine to say
H.B sees his wandering soul
and wonders if he will ever be free
forever, from his shattered memories...
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