In a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways, we fell in love.
Softly, slowly, our hearts fell until they were
Intertwined. Colliding. Captured.
In a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways, we had our children.
Suddenly, intimately, they cried, but our hearts melted.
Boy. Girl. Family.
In a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways,
Our hearts went wild.
Silently, passionately, it broke. Our love broke.
Of all the illest most unadvised ways to die, you were the worst. The most dangerous. The poison in your eyes. In your smile.
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Wow... Powerful stuff! Thank you for sharing!
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