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Apr 25
The haunting melody of his name.
I cannot bear to tame.
So I bury his memory.
His character deep within the cold ground,
Skin silver void of life.
Eyes heavy with disgust; distant and hazy.
Dirt spilled over, covering his frame.
My thoughts are silent.
The haunting melody of his name.
The haunting gaze of his eyes.
I bury him deep and far away.
jasmine
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jasmine  21/F
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