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In Eternity
She laid her head down
For the last time
Knowing that survival was impossible
When you're this broken.

All she ever cared about
Was taken from her.
Beauty stolen from the night.
Where the empty darkness clothes you,
And the only light
Is the last glimmer of your soul,
Dying in your tears.

How do you measure humanity
When you can't remember
How to wish upon the stars?
And how do you withstand forever
When you're too afraid to breathe?

She died that night
But her mystery lived on.
And her gravestone would reap in eternity...
     The world was not meant for one as beautiful as you
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