...& that's how she walked holding their hands,
smiling all the way with excruciating pain of loneliness,
candling through her like camphor but to no one's avail

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Once i was happy so periphery was floral
Then it rained & rained & rained
With it some blickering sparks of wisdom
And i found I was my only true FRIEND

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As vividly, poetically & beautifully 'Squire' remembered his young love,
I remember the lesson 🌌

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Crushed organs & crushed years
Gazing through the dark path of fear
Taking the emptiness and body on a journey
High on pessimism
Crimson on taking it
Bursting into cold whispers and hurtful screams
Her pain glows on people faces
Witnessing their satisfied eyes and smiling facial lines
Proving yet again reflecting power of clock and the brutal magic of time
Still...
Under the sparkling night and a rising hopeful sun
Resting crazy faith and a stubborn urge to make it to the final gate

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In her world of colourful pebbles and crystal clear feelings
She happily lies beneath the sun
Swim in the depths of sparkling water
Along the way finds thousands of promises flying to kiss being her tatee
Scattered...
In the cozy, amazing, creative December were dry leaves & flowers
Their smell & soil & memories still lingers
She still feel autumn petals and autumn dreams were
Way better than fallen humans and doomed glory

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An old soul in a young body
Hazel eyes and a brilliant mind
Cutting through the jungles of doubt and lurking eyes
Finds the inner courage to make it to the bright side
In the human mind's dark tunnel of jealousy and hate
Blessed she was
Who never got touched by the vicious and malice gaze




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If i could count a star for every single time i witnessed the Magic happening between you two, i can roam in the galaxy forever❤️

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...
Time is so powerful that it changed you
My character is more powerful as it never took it from me
Truth is,
My days, my nights, my mornings, my sighs all scream your name
Only your name
I am holding every bridge for you to come back home
I always wondered how come i love so pure, so dedicatedly
When the person is so brutal & yellow
It's a tragedy & my destiny...
If a tree don't want leaves
They fall down to decorate the autumn street.

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Whistling white & shining light through the age of dark & gate of pain🌄

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I see her smiling..
In the backbench of my memory
Like a flower with beautiful colours ready to bloom in the sunshine
Vibrant aspirations
Beautiful ambitions
A pure, kind heart
A bloody headstrong head
A woman with intensity, passion & will
Walking through the good & bad like a miracle
Laughing through black
&
Purgating through white
Forever knew that to never know is awesome indeed
Capturing her own self is what she aimed at
Drinks, bed or paper never lured her eyes
She took a pen & a book everytime she wanted to feel alright
Enchanted existence & a deep culture she holds
Always waiting to glow the light of knowledge to break through the darkness of ignorance
Love flow through her traces
And truth is her nature
Carving a woman deserving of great love

...In loving memory of literary truth 🍃

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