I grabbed her by the waist
traced her lips and scars on her face
she smelled like oak
and of all the dreams that where taken away
you are mine, just mine
She nodded. but it was too late
i noticed the fear that changed our fate.
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Hues of Heartbreak ➳ [Poetry]
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