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May 2018
Lost amongst the countless feelings, a light holds
Deep with a blinding stare. Guiding souls blindly
Into newfound land—Regretful paths capture those with
Arrogance.

Threads of passion await to entangle those hasting
For their vessel to be overcome. Left with brandings
Of a fiery Phoenix's feathers—Known as love.

Often left as a reminder, a mark of regret
Is its name. Left to rewinds of the past—Knives begin
To reach the innards of their skin; slashing away their being.

A dangerously close touch to their eyes leads to the blood
Of waterfalls—Liquids of pain from a past of regret.
Doubtful hums only masking their cries of despair.

With scars unhealed and charms still lingering, True Love
Shines through the void of the past. Casting a nebula of
Hope into the future—Wishing for a partner alongside.
But is only left with unstoppable forces towards the truth.

Feelings being left in the past; Crushed into no recognition,
For True Love is unstoppable. Granting its ability to those
Willing to give Everything for its cause.
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