Still singing one love
My one love
You haven’t had enough
Still haven’t had enough
Still left still wondering
If one true love is the only love
My love
Why?
Got the start wrong
And he married her anyways
Even though his shape is so similar to mine
Guess that’s just how it goes
And you won’t say anything at all
I love your new picture, Magic Mage girl. About “love” (in the romantic sense) which to me is a human invention and a pain in the ass. Somebody looks in your eyes, and there is all this messy love, and you aren’t paying attention, and then you wonder “what the fuck just happened?” and that one special moment is never repeated, not in this lifetime anyway.
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