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I smell mercy in your tears,
Despite all the cruelty you've felt.

Your skin alights in soft blue hues,
As I trace my finger along your jaw,
You close your eyes in soothing bliss,
I breath out your name.

The way you sin, beautiful.
The cracks in your soul artful.

How could I not love that?

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