Drabble #2

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    My eyes no longer tell their story, dulled and gone. Though my words shall paint you the prettiest of pictures.

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   I shall fork out for you the remainder of what lies in my soul for you. Your touch, your warmth, anything you offer. 

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   You grant me feeling once more. From the harsh cold that enlies in my fingertips, to the subtle crunch of my toes. 

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You, I long and pine after as the nights grow cold. It is I who shall continue this path with you... 

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For this is love.. No?


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"Oh my.. Goodness this is so sweet. if only I could've seen the world through your eyes, but you no longer live in this world and soon? Neither will I. Fated lovers we'll be." 










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