FeatherOfDarkness
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꧁ 𝓒𝓸𝓮𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝒆𝓷 𝓹𝒆𝓲𝓷𝒆 ꧂
I loved three times,
From tender spark to blazing fire,
Then embers deep, a slow desire,
A final breath, the soul's release.
I could have stopped, embraced the still,
Let silence drown what time would kill,
But shadowed glass and sleepless skies
Still whisper fate in moonlit lies.
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↬ important note : the original version of « Cœurs en peine » is in french and available on my profite.