Mask Of Misery

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No Precaution to save that poor girls heart now it's bounded by chains that only break by waves of repercussion. With a sad and lonely day at hand, she bows her head hanging it in the rain these days never seems to end for her. She soon lost all hope and memory of the faint premonitions. That man has caused her wounds to bleed and her spirit to wither away with no bearer of water she soon fades. Falling on her brittle knees and grasping that ring that binds all promises she soon looks at herself in the mirky puddle no pigment of color she sighs and loses that grasp on the ring that covers a vow known to mans heart. There she lays lifeless with no feeling or emotion expressed in her eyes she gasps one last time before leaving empty minded. She says faintly "man once had a heart that tied all imaginations of true love stories, now is blinded by lust and immoral deeds..what is done cannot be undone" she remembers slightly why she's dying inside.. The man she loved only possessed her to manipulate and make her feel worthless this man... Is the bearer of her sorrow.. This mans heart is the true Mask Of Misery.

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