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Love; doom


And for you I sinned; Again and again, For this love has painted my heart, And governed my soul. For you I live. For you I breathe. For you I exist. I took their hand as they lead me to my doom, Oh Mighty! Fire has never been prettier, And my body has never been blessed more. Meena

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