I wrote some poems while writing my book and this is one of them about the witches lost love.
Nothing in this world is as beautiful as their laugh Nor their smile When it shines all the horrible things fade away Leaving a brief moment of possibility Leaving a short breath of relatability Nothing in this world is as sweet as their happiness Nor eyes When they let it flow all the vile things slip away Leaving a draught of peace Leaving a small wish vulnerability Nothing in this world burns as much as their soul Nor their heart When it breaks the world shudders and quakes Leaving a lifetime of sorrow Leaving the sickening thought of inevitability
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