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Sunday, January 4, 2015

My Sacrifice



My Sacrifice 


Our meeting seemed to be by chance. Or was it destined for our paths to intersect? The connection between us, so strong. Perhaps too strong that only one of us could handle it. Drawn not only to the charismatic person you skillfully exuded, but also the pain you carried within, like a life sentence of duty and sorrow. Seeing you was like seeing an unexpected, beautiful splash of color on a black and white photo. Your essence possessed a luminescence, not known to this plane of existence. My heart not only hearing your cries, but listened to every note. Melancholic yet alluring to my soul. I chose to give you, the best part of me. My heart, to save yours. My sacrifice. 

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