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[ Heaven was found in the hallways and pathways of a place she couldn't fathom. ]

 ❝ Pure and undisguised blinding her very sight. Hidden in the convex and concave of a dark abyss left unhindered was thy, the silhouette of a mustered creation abandoned . Was her sole existence dedicated to pleasing those that had no integument over the eclipse of her morning glory? She wanted the sweet taste of eloping freedom to numb her unearthly senses. She knew though, even in her darkest moments of denial that happiness existed in sweet small moments casted as nothings. Happiness was captured in jars of memories, to which you must stitch a canopy of sheltered agony. It was hidden in the tunes and melodies sung under the wallowing day, though our fingers were numb from the biting cold we stringed on in hopes of coping this season weathered with rains of misery. Happiness was pioneered in a touch of kindness, built from the a king's contented throne. The beauty of flowers blooming from an melancholy garden aired with loneliness is what those kindered flames like her strived for.  She was a survivor  of a battle glorified in our days. yet she never failed to realise that with every shining star there was a history of battle scars. To smile a beautiful radiant smile first you must learn to wipe your tears. Deceitful is the art of mastering your fears, so all she had to do was let go and set hell in flare for heaven's delinquent-ed angels have fallen in despair at the sight of such a love affair. ❞

- Margo

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