reflection in her tears.
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i can still feel that sight of relief.
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confided in me.
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i feel safe in your arms.
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the picture in her mind with the reinvented fear that had long since settled deep in her inside.
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i wish i knew your feelings.
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i cannot catch the depth.
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i can only merely scratch the surface.
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filled with all those precious memories of the spirit you've destroyed.
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contracted, is a most horrifying infection.
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that's robbed security and destroyed trust.
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my heart burns true.
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i am forever changed.
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the sun is black and i am ashamed.
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like her, this will never leave me.
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Oh precious memories.
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The Commentator's Despair
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| 7 Angels 7 Plagues |
