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I loved her I loved her silky enchanting dark black hair I loved her deep forest green eyes I loved her freckles that illuminated her skin I loved her endless curiosity I loved her perseverance, her dreams I loved her empathy towards her worst villains But I never told her that And I never will tell her that It’s too late Because her black hair lay next to her In a coffin With her green eyes Shut, for no one to see Her freckles Faded into her forever, no longer glowing Her beautiful curiosity Buried into the earth Her dreams Will never be reached And her empathy Well I guess it got the best of her Her battling villains Won her war Her internal war, not a soul knew about Before it was too late But maybe, just maybe If I told her I loved her I could have ended the war Maybe I could have saved her From the villains attacking her soul Too late
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Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 3:19 PM UTC
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I loved her I loved her silky enchanting dark black hair I loved her deep forest green eyes I loved her freckles that illuminated her skin I loved her endless curiosity I loved her perseverance, her dreams I loved her empathy towards her worst villains But I never told her that And I never will tell her that It’s too late Because her black hair lay next to her In a coffin With her green eyes Shut, for no one to see Her freckles Faded into her forever, no longer glowing Her beautiful curiosity Buried into the earth Her dreams Will never be reached And her empathy Well I guess it got the best of her Her battling villains Won her war Her internal war, not a soul knew about Before it was too late But maybe, just maybe If I told her I loved her I could have ended the war Maybe I could have saved her From the villains attacking her soul Too late
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Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 3:19 PM UTC
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