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P R E Q U E L

My bad poetry
left a vigorous scar
across your broken heart;
sweetheart, they were only
sugar and spices;
you should hear the unerringly
destructive words
that I kept to myself.

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E N D I N G

Once upon a time, there was
a lonely king who,
by chance of fate,
met a queen of thunderstorms
and natural causes;
they bonded through a string
of virtual conversations,
of pickup lines
and legendary puns;
they formed new romantics
towards one another.

Plastic dreams and
indecisive relations
became the foundation
to their love castle;
they still thought they were
each other happy's ending.

She ruled the skies
and stars at night;
she was also the queen
of his heart.

He poured all his feelings
on virtual papers;
how he loved her too much.

As each chapter passed,
they drifted further away
from each other;
the spark was lost
amidst the fog
the romance was gone,
gone with the wind;
he decided to let
their love perish,
even the memories
that united them
when the tides were rough.
And so, they lived
unhappily ever after.

THE END.

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