STARCROSSED

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i remember you,

when you came to me upon the door,

dancing, laughing, and smiling,

as if you were meant to come here,

and consume me..

and take me away from the endless darkness of this room..

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i remember you,

your delicate voice,

and your wonderful, fragile soul,

as i sometimes forget how blessed i am,

to have an angel in my life,

and how cursed i am,

to throw it all away..

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