Tears fall from eyes, blue and pale. They glitter like starlight from one so frail. The smell of cologne; strong and lingering, from a love; past but still longing. Frail fingers cling painfully to it, the soft fabric and memories clinging back. Time wanders on as tears ebb and flow. Roses like daggers and memories rent apart. Cologne mixed with passions and pains hold fast to gray knitted fabric, tear stained and worn. Broken memories of days long past but not forgotten of things once dear but now so lost. Dark hair and a smile and the warmth of an embrace are clung to like treasure. An attraction like a beautiful flower with poison thorns. Captivating and inescapable, it tortures the mind till all that's left is a pain deep inside where love and sweet memories used to be. Something lays rotten deep beneath where a love and a kindness was once sweet. Some gray cloth sown together like chains made of barbed wire, bleed every last tear from a heart broken and dying. Though only a memory the pains run deep, with scars so visible all could see. Push to hard and see them drip red from a memory of things that should have been unsaid...
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