And as she herself split into two, Rotating in agony between two ultimate forces,
the pendulum of choice began its dance.
It seems easy, you imagine to gravitate instantly and unwaveringly towards good.
But she wondered “How can I protect something so perfect without evil?
And as she herself split into two, Rotating in agony between two ultimate forces,
the pendulum of choice began its dance.
It seems easy, you imagine to gravitate instantly and unwaveringly towards good.
But she wondered “How can I protect something so perfect without evil?
Predictable and boring, my father knew exactly what she was going to say before she said it, and he doesn't even stan for her.