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If the beauty of your structured

was to walk away,

my life would end,

if your words where to say

I am exclude to see your beauty,

for my ears

to be deny the words of an angel,

bury me in a vacant cemetery,

dream should be my god,

illusion the house I shall visit

to pray to see you again,

red fluid

should hold still in a place,

why should it continue its process

if it does not see a path,

heavens can be conquered

by dark gray clouds,

earth cant be flooded with rain,

lighting can be seen

as Christmas lights,

earth can open

and as food can digest anyone,

for my mind would not be conscious

due to my lost,

the roses would not have the same aroma

as they once did,

the sands of the oceans

wont be soft but ruff,

stars would no longer glitter,

the moon would be once again dark,

the sun would not have

the same flames it once did,

the beat of my heart

will slowly minimize its tones,

ill rather pull out my eyes

with my bare hands,

a blind man,

if your beauty

I am denied to see,

why would I want to see anything else

-che