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Jul 2013
Promises I cannot keep
Seem to be my fatal flaw
I told myself I will not feel
And here you are within me
Like a painting in its start
You add the layers to what I lost
I'm the canvas to your hands
Being made into a masterpiece
A smile of infinite immortality
Gleaming in the summer night
Like a full moon in the sky
I'm pulling you closer
As you hold me by a string
The fishing line of friendship
And nothing more
Soon I'll be thrown back
To the waters that I know
Where I'll sink to the bottom
And graze on the rocks
Without you
Without life
Ofelia Rose
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Ofelia Rose
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   Olga Valerevna
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