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Jun 2018
You took me by surprise;
From an endless pit of demise.

You were the light to my nightmare
Hence, you were quite rare.

You held my hand in embrace,
and you brought solace to my palace.
You were the only one left
in this endless hell.

But -

You left.

All that I had left;
was your sweet scent
Against all the stench:
Of blood.

You left by surprise.
Brought me back;
To my demise.

You're not the one to blame.
For this endless pain.

Although

For you.
I was an item
From:
Lost and Found.
Just lost in an ocean of blood, torment and despair.
France
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France  M
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