Made of Scarlet
- LECTURES 37
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- Chapitres 1
En cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication mar., août 4, 2015
A poetry world.
This bond we share,
Of hidden lies and dark secrets,
So visible, hanging over us like a thick cloud of tension,
This scarlet thread from my heart,
that keeps us together,from the harsh world
Hold my hand.
This love that never blooms but dies.
Divided, our reflections, staring at the clear water
Beneath us.
Take it. Now let it go.
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