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Aug 2022
There's no life in her eyes
There's no warmth in her heart
I'd said to myself that she was kind
When the veil fell I saw Death waiting
No love, only secrets to immortality

While shackled forever
In a circle of fire- without sight
What did strike me as beautiful was
The time I spent dying in her arms
No love, no more secrets this time
Splashes of Surreal
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Splashes of Surreal  25/M/New Delhi, India
(25/M/New Delhi, India)   
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   Aishu, Weeping willow and Chris Saitta
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