“Completely incomplete
another soul in despair
has lived in broad deceit
with scars that lead to nowhere.
While she contemplates
the broken and wrecked soul
they were the same defective doll
with such unlike fates.
Perfect creatures standing
in the way of devastation
Two lovers forever aching
for deceiving words unwritten.
Perfectly flawed sinners
they would eternally remain
unforgiven and in fulfilled disdain
as their last breath withers.”
Model , photographer, Edits, Texture (stains), poem by : Me
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