Death
Like a thief in the night
You came with all your might
To awake every sorrow that she had for so long hidden
She was naive,but you consumed & deceived her
For all to see the colours that shined so bright
You have taken away that light
They say that every rose has its own thorns
That no rough diamond goes unpolished
But she was flawless...
A damsel in distress
But none the less
There was no knight in shining armour...
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