My Happiness
I hear his voice in my head. It tells me to love blindly, trust blindly but what can I do? I can't stop loving for a moment, to make me stop loving would mean the death of me. And even in my death I will love. i love as naturally as i breathe. So I will not listen to his voice, my mind made up. I shall be happy no matter what.
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