the appearance of beauty
cannot be described
no words
just like her
walked out of the gate
so fated
fatally wounded me
my destination
like a death after birth
predetermined
and in that moment
when her breath
entered my body like
a possession
i left everything else
that ever existed
like ashes
to burn
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