We dance, slowly. It's like a game, and you know how much I hate it. How much it pains me, like forcing bits of broken glass into my skin.
I hate these games we play, and you play them anyway.
And, I keep clinging on to the stupid shred of hope that keeps winking at me, with brown eyes covered by long dark eyelashes.
I hate these games we play, and my bittersweet faith in you.
My bittersweet faith in this ending someday.
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About Me
- Skyfall
- Full of life, colorful, happy - always, always happy. His life is a dance floor, music flows in him, through him, he never gets tired of dancing, of laughing, talking, creating and thinking. He is flamboyant and audacious, and content at being so. He lives to enjoy the color spectrum in all its great impossibility.