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The last journey (Free verse) by Milla
On my last journey you left me
cold, trembling and confused
Whenever darkness emerge
I can still recall your
bleeding touch that caused so much
revolt in my crying veins
that they had to rise in a relentless
fiery storm.
You made my golden eyes fade into
shadows
concurrently with your absence
You used to be my shining star
My true obsession
I wanted you to save me,
and show heaven you were mine
But you had to disappear
Halfway
On my last journey
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