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Your love was an scintillating element.
Sparkling and lustrous.
Desirable by all, created to destroy.

You watched me quietly,
hiding that evil smirk behind your astounding cover;
When I burned my heart in those flames, until it turned to ashes of an irreplaceable love.

― v // poeticmask

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