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Mar 2012
Today I lost
against this battle.
Leaving myself wounded without armor.

An arrow shot to the heart.
Salvation in one blow.
Fired by the one I love.

As my blood runs cold
into the mossy lands.
I feel nothing but sorrow.

Sorrow that you have caused
my heart this amount of pain.
Yet more so that I will no long be alive with you

As I take my final gasps of air,
you bow your head close to mine.
I spend my last breath kissing those lips.
Alyssa
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