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though not in classical script, this follows Shakespearean Sonnet Form
Gentle hands upon your cheek that blushes
Has all in your life turned to bitter lies
Sweet blade of truth against your skin pushes
Softly kiss away tear drops from your eyes
Do I now lay you down to fall asleep
Passion wanted long ago flares in dream
But don't let your dreams pull you in too deep
Love is never harmless and clean it seems
Pools of internal gift puddle 'round the floor
Color from your face starts to fade away
All those times you loved him what was it for
The night comes and the sun sets on your day
Now my hands are red and stained with the guilt
About the love destroyed and death I've built
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