Lovers; once a pure word of a pure kind, they where in love.
A couple toghter forever, never to be seperated but by death. The true Romeo and Juliet of the world. But alas, such lovers are never more , rules and ethics tear us apart like a carcas to a pack of hungery dogs. Our heart their target. But in another workd in another time, they would be the common people. Here they are special, strange. To lovers of a differant kind.. is to be a rare gem all desire, but cannot obtain ever more.
Catherine_Fox_LeBeau Community Member 
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