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You slipped through my fingers
As the sun started to set.
The light inside my heart
Slowly burned out.
I was left with nothing
But tears and ashes.
As the sun started to set.
The light inside my heart
Slowly burned out.
I was left with nothing
But tears and ashes.
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a powerful little poem~