new unfamiliar wrinkle appeared on your face this morning adding to the list of lost hopes that will never come true, that will never make it up, that will never let to try again. once, nothing mattered more than being caressed by the glance of your big wistful eyes, their depth made me believe, their beauty made me dream. your skin was so smooth. i was so in love. one look at you crippled me. there were no wrinkles, just youth. unfair arrogant rude possessive youth. each lie, each pain, each pique became a wrinkle. wrinkles repulse me.
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