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Thy wooden heart Stands unloved Within the hollows Of the forest despair Bare limbs reach For passions still longed for. ..

Weep not for the passion; but for your love my heart consumes. Taste not my lips; but the desire upon my breath. Feel not ..

Broken pieces of our shattered lives are packed away and forgotten like unwanted items in the attic. Hidden inside a box that ..

Fading the blackness With explosion of light Eating away chaos As sanity regains it sight Righteousness erodes deep trenches T..

Eternal love

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You left without saying goodbye….. You slipped so silently by I had not even noticed Until it was too late I reached for..

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