Melina Marie

Oct, 2005 - Hogsmeade
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dark room

You are the clouds.
You are the stars.
You are my sun.
You are my moon.

But without doubts,
you leave some scars,
that weight a tone,
in your dark room.

These pretty scars,
begin to bloom,
and turn my heart
into my doom.

- M. M.
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