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A masterpiece
she whispered
kissing the back of his hand
beautiful yet fragile
he was a broken man
he had blue eyes
and a heart torn apart
before him she never knew
the world could be so dark
he held her hand
and guided her through
the places she sought
but never knew
deeply in love
he thought they were forever
but sometimes in life
things leave for the better
he saw the world
in black and white
it was so devoid of colour
he'd lost sight
of things that once mattered
and the reasons to live
he left the ones who cared
behind for them to grieve

- 3a.m poems i never thought i'd write #1

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