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Memories and My Legacy

Desire is a pain, refeclting off the walls of my soul.
Your words are a whisper, echoing within my ears.
Your touch, a light breeze, playing softly on my skin.
Like your love, they're bitter memories.
Burning within my mind and soul.
Devouring me from within,
'Till there's nothing left of me,
But my legacy.
My legacy that now but contains,
Naught but your love.





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