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    • The last of HER kind

    24,October,2020 by

    The roses that now  sprout in the garden of my heart are lifeless

    , the brilliant red that preyed upon the  love we shared is now all but a heatless fire_-

    with Lovat it's new reflection.  

    Shadows of despair corrupt the shine in my heart

    and a mask of heart break suffocates my mind

    I can't feel or tell reality,for the colour that painted my life faded away.

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