Rosewater Tears

Rosewater Tears

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Maybe she's the night Maybe she's the moon The brightest stars are dying Perhaps her time is soon Maybe she shines a certain way Dull- but still a spark Maybe you didn't mean it But every word made her life dark Maybe she was the cosmos Maybe she held the key Maybe you could have saved her But you drowned her in your sea //an excerpt//
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