Pierrot
My love, my beautiful, betrayed love. My heart, a tattered, broken thing, pounds with the monstrous shame of what I have done. I see the agony in your eyes, an agony I have so cruelly inflicted, and it mirrors the torment tearing me apart. I stand before you, a fool, a faithless clown, deserving only of your scorn. Yet, my love for you, though now stained and fractured, remains the only true thing left within me.
About Pierrot
My love, my beautiful, betrayed love. My heart, a tattered, broken thing, pounds with the monstrous shame of what I have done. I see the agony in your eyes, an agony I have so cruelly inflicted, and it mirrors the torment tearing me apart. I stand before you, a fool, a faithless clown, deserving only of your scorn. Yet, my love for you, though n...Read more