I had something beautiful

I had something beautiful, I had something beautiful, something amazing, something worth dying for, somthing worth my time, my life, my heart, my soul. I had something beautiful, something that brightened my day, something that made me feel alive in my darkest hours. Something that would hold my head up high every stormy day and keep my heart beating every moment I wanted to quit and lie myself down to die. I had something beautiful, something so precious to me I'd kill and die for my beautiful thing. I had someone beautiful, I had someone beautiful she was amazing and worth my life and worth my soul, if there are demons on this earth I would trade my mortal soul to them and serve tens of thousands of years in the fiery pits of hell to hold her again to have her by my side once again.           


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