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A heart shaped harp. Sits in the room. Mirrors displaying each side of the harp, on each side of the heart. The darkness fell on one side. The light on the other. As my heartstrings sowed hands of silk and thorns. As I play the harp in the quiet room, The light formed flowers, The darkness formed thorns. But all in all. It made me. It all adds up to a perfect plan. To a beautiful flower it blooms. So the darkness and pain played a part and so did the gloom.
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
Harp