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Sep 2014
There's an occurrence of death with a blazing flame,
Where ashes and dust are the only remains,
When hope is swallowed into a terrible pain,
And when a love once so strong steadily begins to drain.

Along with that flame, a big part of me shall fade,
With the happiness you took, I'll strive so much to regain.
I'll fake a smile and laugh until on a very great day,
I'll rebuild myself without you and I won't be afraid.
Anna Devereux
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   Juliet
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