And that was how I loved you at the very end of my sickening life.With an empty soul over this body of mine,
shivering up as He took me away.My time is running out.
But this smile of mine was here,
so ready to reach you in peace.2016
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Poetrywhen the incision of black completely takes over the barren white ones, when the better left unsaid words are finally having their so called freedom ㅡ i happened to post some on my side account so if in any case you stumble across another work that...