Tolen Came And Returned The Soul Of My Respite.
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I never knew what pain remained. I cannot fathom the untold hate brimming by the sea. Freedom is just another word for beauty. Beauty came in droves that day. He never knew how it changed everything. He never had a chance to really dream big, really want something so bad that you can taste it on your tongue, waiting in the corner. Aaron was a mighty man, handsome as they come in any day or age. An adonis of love, he was manly, sacrilegious to the hilted sword. He never had a chance to catch his breath, to slow down. He never had a chance against the mighty sword of doom that swung his way, she cried to the wind. Go to the way, run to your doom, your demise left telling scars in my heart. Now my heart is heartless, empty vessel of mine, alas, nothing left to me.
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