it was her
“love is dead,” they all say
but he’s always disagreed
it was her smile that brought life to the world
it was her voice that guided the dead
it was her laughter that made flowers bloom
it was her touch that created joy itself
it was her expression that personalities ordinated
it was her kiss that fireworks were inspired by
it was her whisper that books were written
it was her heart that continued beating
and that was why he still believed in love.
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