There is nothing as beautiful as to be loved by a madman. You know that,even if it doesn't seem so, you are a solid idea, torment of the nights, and a sigh through several mornings. It is known that jealousy is not an exaggeration of the past, but sometimes is just asleep. There is certainty that you will not pass unmarked. And finally, there is the knowledge that, although the romance has already ended, the love of a madman does not die,but resists to all vicissitudes and changes in life.
It gets me security and prop to be loved by Insanity.
It gets me security and prop to be loved by Insanity.
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