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From Under the Sun
His heart not ready,.
Scorched by the coals of naivety,.
Her pale wings beat anachronistically,.
Blotting out the splintered sun,.
She smiled upon him,.
She penetrated his tainted soul,.
How could such beauty come,.
From under the graciously blinding sun..,?
Scorched by the coals of naivety,.
Her pale wings beat anachronistically,.
Blotting out the splintered sun,.
She smiled upon him,.
She penetrated his tainted soul,.
How could such beauty come,.
From under the graciously blinding sun..,?
Published 15th Jul 2017
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Anonymous
15th Jul 2017 1:57am
Nice !
Welcome to DUP
Welcome to DUP
Anonymous
15th Jul 2017 2:29am
How lovely! If I were she, I'd be honored! Welcome to DUP!!
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
