"AFTERMATH"

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A flawless silhouette against the sunset
Body language manifests, a gal so ardent
What her literate lips may fail to speak of

Screaming quietly the name she hates
A bitter memory with a sweet aftertaste
Sweet amor, she couldn't quite forget

Like a silent prey hiding from the predator
She watches him closely and attentively
Never wanting to commit the same mistake as before

Like an aftermath of a wild disaster
He comes unexpectedly to surprise her
But she's no half-baked, not anymore

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