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Nov 2015
Love died
When I lost you.
The infinite joy
I found
Breathed its last.
Beauty,
In exile
Sadly retired.
Since you left,
Each day is black
All passion gone
No turning back.
Written on Black Friday.
mrmonst3r
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mrmonst3r
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