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Desamor Apr 2019
Muffler
what’s the point of life
if you never get to live it?
whats the point of love
if you cannot to cherish it?
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Desamor Apr 2019
Forefront
At night, red and clear embrace,
around a withered body they blend.
The battle begins when I close my eyes,
in the dead of night it ends.
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