《Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken》Part 43 (angel eyes)
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"I still remember.
It all too well.
The way I fell,
all the way from hell.
You were the sunshine,
you took the pain.
Angel eyes,
I've been missing your sunshine hair.
Your sunset eyes,
your friendly stare.
Why can I not die,
with you as well,
A searing love,
that kills a heart,
a flame so cold,
my love is dead,
why I am not?"
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