Death of love

She danced in between the moment of golden dust and roars of earth , surviving through the darkness of miseries, her soft hands touched the brown, crispy leaves as they said their last goodbye to the earth, her eyes shun so brightly as she inhaled the last moment of joy, oh! The clear blue sky showering radiance of happiness back and forth upon her as she combed back her curly black hair with her fingers, she held her white dress so tightly, oh she closed her eyes with such mercy that the sky began to cry, as the raindrops trickled down her skin all the black ghosts appeared on the horizon, looking suspiciously at the doomed body, oh she took her last breath just when her lover took his first step towards her, how cruel the colours of world are she sung the last song of misery by screaming her loudest roar, oh there she goes the true fighter, a believer, a woman who danced her last moments of gold. And the wildest dream of being buried in the woods was now achieved as the dagger of love was brought near to the throat of her lover roaming around and hunting down the social norms he bowed down to the queen who suffered the miseries of life, and oh there goes a soul overpowered by the demons as they set her free she runs across the rainbows and joys but the demons held her for too long there's only grief and a pit of sins as deep as her grave is now, and the final stone of her name was put up as the lover felt the breeze of loneliness. A flower of love kept right above to bless her power. And he slept just right next to her as the trees shadowed their love.

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