White skin.
Black eyes.
Red lips.
Snow.
Volcanic rocks.
Lava.
Love.
Sadness.
Confusion.
Fire.
Water.
Wind.
Kisses.
Sex.
Hugs.
Spring.
Summer.
Autumn.
White skin, black eyes, blue lips.
The perfect combination for the colour of winter.
The perfect combination for the colour of cold.
The perfect combination for the colour of greys,
The perfect combination for the colour of black,
The perfect combination for the colour of death.
It's like that that life is born.
It's like that that life goes by.
It's like that that life ends.
There isn't other possible ways for life to have a subtle development.
There isn't other possible ways for nature to appear like love.
There isn't other possible ways for humans to meet and live.
There isn't other possible ways.
To make him love her.
To make her love him.

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