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Dec 2016
His sparkling eyes,
His golden hair,
His lips sharing their sweetness with mine..

I closed my eyes to feel them........

But,

I had to do it, now!
I unwrapped the shiny silver knife,
The size of my palm from the foldings in my wavy gown,


Had my throat cut while leaving a scar on his face, his blood on my lips...


I fell with teary eyes, looking into his until my last breath....
He was weeping confusedly...
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