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Light Dies

She asked you for a Light
You begged her for a lie
Seeing through the hollow novel of your eyes
Swallowing sunrise whole like some blessed smile
Remembered Night Kisses stolen so sweet to die~



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-06-01 at 12:41

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