"We all wear masks, and the time comes when we can not remove them without removing some of our skin"
In which he takes off the mask but she's too scared to open her eyes.
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The contemptible games of fate, playing wonders on two beings previously comfortable in each other's warm embrace.
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Until the warmth got too much and the bruises forming on your naked flesh inflamed with the burning desire to destroy as he referred to it as affection, made you flinch and scream in torment.
No words or apologies could be a cure for the excruciating infliction
And so the lining of flowers, withholding the fragrance of love in its fragile petals transformed into chains of captivity, enforcing upon you the penalty of staying with him, for that is what you thought you wanted.
Needed.
You fell out of love, as easily as you fell in.
The pillar of pain could not sustain the burden of adoration.
And now what prevailed was an eternal bandage of love.
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