Lost
Glimmer shines from his auburn eyes, shimmering her hazel eyes with tears. On the verge os a blackned heart trying to be come free from a lost soul. As she lyes in the grass his fingers gently brush back a straind of hair from her ivory toned face. A look of emptiness absorbing her so far into the obese drowning in her own thoughts whispering for him to save her innocents.
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