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I will win this war.
For I have won many wars
tougher than
the battle
I currently face.
Her heart broke into
a million pieces
that day.

She was tortured,
twisted,
and drowning in
the depths
of her own madness.

Somehow,
she always seemed to remember
the one thing
that kept her going.

But in that moment,
it was too late.

Her mind was a walking time bomb.
If     only                      you  knew

                 how         much

       your                                         presence

grew
                           on                   me.


                                                    If    
                                   only
  
you knew

                               how      the          world            was

pushing                  ­  
                             against

                  me.
My soul is gasping for your everlasting touch.
An escape that has me begging for more time.
B i t t e r

S w e e t

I n n o c e n t

A f f l i c t i o n
Cursed
It is not your touch
that unwillingly broke me.
But in fact,
it was your soul
that made me forget all the things
that I shouldn't.
And the undeniable spark of
your existence
that allowed my heart to
hold onto something
that no longer
remained.
F A T A L I T Y  A T  I T ' S  F I N E S T.
Her heart remains,
heavier than her soul.
Burdens,
love,
heart-aches,
as pure as white and gold.
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