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she wore a black dress and held a bouquet of lavender
the plumes fluttering
vibrant in the low sunlight
hold on to memories of her
like every tied, she is fleeting
a diminishing shadow lost at sea
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there were things happening that divided the world
and through the the turmoil of my mind
I fell into a dangerous inspiration
thinking of my fingers finely interlaced with yours
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white clouds rested low to the earth
humbling its inhabitants
those eyes were weary of worry
their black pools oriented low on the horizon
perforating the gentle mist, as if there was something to be discovered
something lost behind the dense veil

she wore a black dress and held a bouquet of lavender

the plumes fluttering

vibrant in the low sunlight

hold on to memories of her

like every tied, she is fleeting

a diminishing shadow lost at sea

there were things happening that divided the world

and through the the turmoil of my mind

I fell into a dangerous inspiration

thinking of my fingers finely interlaced with yours

white clouds rested low to the earth

humbling its inhabitants

those eyes were weary of worry

their black pools oriented low on the horizon

perforating the gentle mist, as if there was something to be discovered

something lost behind the dense veil