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Jun 2019
Affiliation, fixation, ultimate elation
A new day born time for celebration
That touch so gentle, a teardrop so sweet
Bang, bang silence sears like a knife as she falls to her feet

Summer breeze whistles through her hair
Evil and envy run through the man with an unsettling glare
The rogue red lips he'd longed to touch now stone ice blue
There was no other man she had ever loved it had only ever been you

The pieces of the puzzle has now been left broken
The spirit of the soul is now awoken
The devil had met his match in the depths of hell
God have mercy , I beg you, good luck we wish you well
Written by
Kirsty  29/F/West Yorkshire
(29/F/West Yorkshire)   
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