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But there are no words soft heart…by G. Mramor


Silence, Johann Heinrich Fuessli

But there are no words soft heart, to warm the fire pale in you, to shatter the glass you look into, to erase the revulsion spreading in you, no hand to dig you out no kiss to take you away no love to cease the force who devours you, there is only you and time soft heart, I’m sorry

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