Morningstorme
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Crepusculum.
1 min read
She.
She was left alone.
Sadly, lonely
Insignificant in herself, once more.
Once.
Once a life full of sanctity.
Beauty, elegance...
...so suddenly avulsed.
She was left alone.
Sadly, lonely
Insignificant in herself, once more.
Once.
Once a life full of sanctity.
Beauty, elegance...
...so suddenly avulsed.
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Diminished.
1 min read
Her smile.
Opened like the delicacy of her,
for him.
Alas though, the rose
it dies.
It hurts, here
as the thorn outgrow its beauty
and the petals fall.
Love, you may question
Not quaint , nor curious, nor shy.
'Tis the lies of the hopeful.
'Tis the lies of her.
'Tis black, blunt
Diminished.
Opened like the delicacy of her,
for him.
Alas though, the rose
it dies.
It hurts, here
as the thorn outgrow its beauty
and the petals fall.
Love, you may question
Not quaint , nor curious, nor shy.
'Tis the lies of the hopeful.
'Tis the lies of her.
'Tis black, blunt
Diminished.
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