| I made this on glass giant in love for amuto(amu hinamori and ikuto tsukiyomi) |


my first poem....Curse my emotions, curse my sympathy, curse my gental heart. Why do I show such pity? Why do my emotions blind me? ...curse it.. For it is a curse... No..a chain.. A chain around my heart... squeezing it tight. Though these chains are not always bad.. even though sometimes these chains hang loose... they are chains non-the-less, chains that can't be broken..... I feel as though my life is cursed, because of these chains.... These chains will be with me for the rest of my life, and they cannot be removed... So I live my cursed life, &nbsmy first poem....
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