Love & Death

by R.I.S.

The love is like death
when it comes, it take it all
with an innocent look
and smiles at your hate

It comes when you least expect
comes always without ask it
comes want it or not
it’s simply unavoidable

is a reason for curiosity

Reblog if you ever cried in front of the computer, alone.

then went downstairs and continued life as normal in front of your parents 

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