Prologue

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My nights are filled with hollow dreams,

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My nights are filled with hollow dreams,

I wake up to your sorrowful screams.

The rain leaves an afterscent of petrichor,

Now you wash your hands in my crimson ichor.

There was nothing for me to stay by you,

I will only end up painting your curtains blue.

Touch my heart and you will hear it beat,

Your lips lingering on my scented neck,

What have I done to deserve your heat?

What have I done to earn myself a peck?

I want to stay but I have to leave,

You are not the person I wish to deceive.

Maybe one day you will open your heart to see,

Maybe one day, you will forgive me.

For I am just a delusion,

And you, my queen...

You are my solution. 

 

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➾ 𝘜𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘜𝙡𝙀𝙀𝙙𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙙 (𝙉𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙡 )Opowieści tętniące ÅŒyciem. Odkryj je teraz