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Withered
Our eyes meet across the room within moments sparks flew. When I felt your embrace for the first time embers smoldered, leaping into raging flames burning out of control. Desire pulsed once again in my withered and worn out heart. Instinct screamed run away before it was to late, yet I couldn't turn away from your angel eyes. I believed it to be love that you felt for me, simply put it was nothing more than your masked lust. These eyes of mine have been opened to this ominous unforgivable deceit. Once again my heart has withered and died, deemed to lay unloved for what seems to be an eternity. G. Williams
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