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Is it too late to sense the pain,
To let fate tear us apart,
To recover from this lustful plague,
Before we hit the floor in shattered shards?
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Carved Stars
Thơ ca"They raised her to be a rock, but she carved herself into a star." •♤• Sometimes, I like to write poems. Highest Ranking: #221 in Poetry.