Her love
His lust
Her trust
His manipulation
Her warmth
His ice
Her colours
His blindness
Her heart
His dagger
Her pieces
His victory
--She never trusted love with her warmth ever again.
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PoetryFree my soul so I can fulfil my vows, let me fly so I can explore the sky, let me paint so I can express my pain, set me loose and trust me, i'll come back to you.
