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Jan 2014
the inhalation of sweet air filling our lungs
A cruel sick joke
of momentary immortality

The instability and insecurity
never became apparent
we walked as if we were Gods
drinking the wine of an endless eternity
in control of our own twisted fate

In a breath, the girl who radiated light
who had an intoxicating beauty, despite her by her scarred soul
disappeared into the ashes
leaving behind everyone she loved
Written by
MK
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