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Modigliani Love

without her lover                  
she had no desire                    
destroyed by his death              
wondering why bother                  
                   
dead before his time                    
she was left alone            
nine stories up                
tears in her eyes                    
                 
a baby in her belly          
and sweet memories                    
turned to knives                    
cutting her tie to life                    
                   
heavy rain, loud wind              
intentions of suicide                    
grief without end          
a unborn about to die                    
                   
with his touch in mind                   
she stepped to the edge                 
felt a kick one last time              
then took her last step              
                   
a love so strong                    
three souls died                       
a beautiful song            
wrong or right                 
                   
                   
                   
                   
                   
                   
                   
                   
 
Written by rainy_day13 (william swann)
Published | Edited 27th May 2022
Author's Note
Look up Modigliani if you don’t know who he is. This is a true story about a painter and the love of his life.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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