Connected yet apart, loved yet stripped of heart.
Crumbling tiles, broken tables, unclean bridal.
Forsaken groom, intimacy but no room.
Darkness. light, death has never looked so bright.
"Come." Said He. "You no longer have to fight for life another night."
So I went and let go of all my strife. Jumped the ledge of the rooftops and took flight.
Good Night.
💔💤Bella Beba💤💔
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