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May 2019
My life's happiness is
what her
spiritual soul
monopolized.

Until one
summer's night,
I lost
them both to
negligent
homicide.

Lips that
are now a
smile's suicide.

And a heart
that now
drowns underneath
every
ocean's tide.


written by me... ..
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   Bogdan Dragos
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