Forsaken
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The prose that bleeds through a torn heart has its own rhythm. Those words then flow from vulnerable togetherness to warm emptiness and cold escape. For the beginning may invoke love but the end glorifies it further! A spontaneous piece written in one take when the heart could hold no more, the the awe and irony.
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