Unromanced

The little showers give life It drips steadily The little showers give life To the unloved plant And the teary eyes some rest It cools a fiery tempest And brings…

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The Woman

Lost in her world, a calloused adulterous path. Her Vail painted with blood, her lips touched by poison. She walks the night, hiding from her shadows, whispering so her heart…

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