Why born why live why die, why fall in love, no one knows the answer why
Us two a riddle, who knows us two? We don’t I’m sure haha, a riddle, love almost within itself, why? With doors to unlock hearts, and mystery to fathom heaven or hell, and…riddles that seem a sense unto themselves, like your giggle, not an algorithm but something more beautiful, phantasy, domme morrigan are you, more than anything I can work out your giggle makes me die, to knock a door ask, why you, or why me, and I celebrate the answer, that life makes no sense, except us two, in riddle locked together, seen from loves view, from love, the pain just comes, locked in eyes with you, both have this pain, but that’s life, whys love pain, too, it’s a riddle as your heart has been from the day I met you
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