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UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES
UNTIL THE DARKNESS COMES.
Her light is fading slowly
But the memories which made us one
Will burn brightly in my heart
Until forever ends
There are no guarantees
Only the inevitable
I may lose the shell which surrounds her
But her essence will always be
The other half of me.
Our souls will be
Entwined, inseparable
As long as memory endures
Surely sadness will...
Monday 19th August 2019 11:17 am
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