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20. 10. 20

On the night of 20. 10. 20, all the love and hope I had for this place turned sour in my mouth and choked me, as if to say, have you not had enough? I was filled with disbelief, after it dawned on me, I was overcome by despair! The thought that broke my heart the most was that nothing was going to happen.

About Love & War

She glowed. Again. As if to say to love; 'is that all you've got?' She had been through it all. Maybe not all. But she had been through a lot. Her crime was being gentle Read more…