"Mandatory"
In my dependence for gloved hands lay a question, was it my face or the weather under which it stumbled? So plain that I with doubt, forced my own will, advised by something beyond my control and laced with veins, whose heavy gaze i lifted for shade. But after all that i had given, to press her cheek against that lowest lid, she still turned away, and at my most lively yet sullen grey.
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sorry about my last post, also I'm trying a new style so sorry if its weird ik ive never translated before but that tldr of this one is "i tried, i still sucked"
more soon