Vile love

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The angel of death kissed your lips

And there lay I watching this with an agonizing grief

I gazed at the phantom

Who was violating your soul,

She smiled upon me in a way

Which gave answers to the questions

That was hitherto untold

She vanished like the evanescence,

I was in a daze

And there weren’t any hints.

I walked towards your corpse

And saw your divine like smile.

I cursed the sanctity of love

Which is so vile.

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