Till Death Do Us Part

April 14, 2011
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Your fragile skin, so easily
bruised
Pale, withered, like a glass
rose.
A single movement could break you
into a
million
beautiful
pieces
And I would put you back
together again,
every time we
shattered.
Because not even
death
has parted us





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