“For once the labyrinth no longer seems like a daunting prison, it feels as though the walls are no longer suffocating, it feels as though the labyrinth has changed somehow, yet it still remains the cold and unsightly place where I reside most of the time, yet, I sit now in this labyrinth and ponder upon what we new things we will say to each other when the dawn arises, I sit in this labyrinth, staring up at the sky, as I think of you, my sweet prince, I once more sit in this darkened abyss, with a gentle smile etched upon thine lips.”~ random thought
Unconditional Yours
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