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1 year ago. Monday, August 19, 2024 at 7:42 AM

 

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Heart laid bare on bended knee
Ellipses of the unspoken weigh heavily

Moments pass as memories flee
To the final cadence of a lovesick melody

Laughing caricatures of what could be
Mock from the twisted shadows of reality

Distorted faces taunt with glee
The whispered promise of serenity

For what has been shall never see
A new dawn break most heavenly

Head bowed on a breathless plea
A twin flame torn from their destiny

 

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