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nina temple
Poems
Jul 2014
horror of our love
she was cold
and wrathful
now the night called her once again
and oh how she enjoyed the dark night
filling her empty heart
and eyes so full of glint
he held her tightly
afraid of letting go
she smiled
how the
horror
of their love
so full of blood
they said it was breathtaking
but all they see was red
and the soft whisper
of mother moon
❝i'd never hurt you, love.❞
*- n.t
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nina temple
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