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May 2014
To love
A form of art
Painting memories with the brush of a hand against a cheek

To love
A form of destruction
Knowing a mind can never save every memory from shattering, scattering

To love
A form of death
Looking at you, every moment, closer to the end

To love
To create
To destroy
To die

Raise your glass
Here's to love.
Mandy Blu
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Mandy Blu  United States
(United States)   
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