[Salem's Heir - Peter Gundry🎶]
The leaves have fallen,
you have made a decision
on the way to death.
The sun burns your fresh skin,
I accidentally loved you.
Snowflakes are kissing from your eyes,
I used to tremble
their tunes on cold nights.
Your season is a season
that makes me shudder
when the sun rises.
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Her black, wavy, and long hair was as long as her height, but her black hair was not like mine. Hers had made her look like a Goddess. Her skin was white, porcelain-like, and there was not a single blemish on her skin. Her black and dense eyebrows gave a different vibe to her face, her lashes were very long and cast a nice shadow under her eyes. I could see very beautiful things glistening in her jet-black eyes, despite their color.
