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Oct 2020
You built a golden castle in me
And said I am yours
You built it, just to break it
Now I'm falling  apart
Together with the love I thought was gold,
But turned out to be just pyrite.
I am now on the ground,
Trying to pick up my scattered pieces
Saving as much as I can
Before the cruel rain from your dark gloomy sky,
Completely wash them away.
I should reclaim my land,
That you once said was yours
And build my own castle,
With all these broken pieces of mine
And there, only true love will flourishー

You may take a look,
But you'll forever be uninvited.

γƒΌkg

"Shattered" Series
Krizel Grace
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Krizel Grace
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   Hojd Punkter
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