It was the most beautiful death!
He kissed my wounds once,
Made me believe his love in tons.
I needed his hand, and I knew that he can.
He pulled me out, and made me stand
All what I could see was his footprints on sand
I felt no loss, I needed no gain
But after one cure, he never came again!
Wow ❤
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That’s something beautiful ❤️
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You always write beautiful things! ❤️🙌🏻
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Awesome❤😇
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NYC lines wid full of feelings
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