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Bonds

written by: Fallen Engel

@BlackEngel3

 

Now, with my heart I look to none as tears steeped with sadness descend upon my mask
Long ago when I was young, I traveled an elated path
Once chains forged in bonds, all I have left is a half empty glass of Absinthe while donned in widow's weeds.

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