Manuscript
My one and only bright supernova.
You are the aliment that runs through my veins.
Your affinity is like hot lava.
You take away my sadness; the thing that pains.
Something so strong that no one can create.
You are my savior, who came from heaven.
A love so strong that on one will dare take.
Remembering when you came at seven.
Just to think that you are my manuscript.
You who reveal my imagination.
The thing that heal my heart when it was ripped.
In the end of a massive conclusion.
Who opens up my eyes for a new world.
Something so shine that it becomes my pearl.
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