living the perfect life
at the prime of her youth.
but inside she was screaming
weeping for the ears that never heard
and the hearts that never cared.
was it something she missed
what ran amok since her birth
when did everything
go so wrong?
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
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