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Jul 2015
A collision of continuous spark.
Setting the fire in her eyes.
Heat coursing threw her veins.
Just from hearing his name.
She fell for him.
He held a mask.
Portrayal at it's finest.
The fire she once possessed was overcome by his cold touch.
And for the first time she saw the black in his eyes.
The void is what she became.
Her soul filled with emptiness just from the mentioning of *His name.
Written by
Ravenlimit
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