Annaliese
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There is a part of me that belongs to history, which haunts me.
With hunger that can't be fed and thirst that can't be quench, the feelings and emotions his eyes held.
Love......... But an undying love blinding me from the truth.
Realizing too late that I have dug a pit I can't escape from.
Will I ever be saved or would I be held captive by love..................
Madness of the heart and mind.
Is this love or obsession?
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