Her Love

She lives in a world where people don't understand her. 

She's surrounded by darkness, 

As is her love. 

Not many people understand them. 

The possessive, relationship they have. 

Why? She thought. Why do bad things happen to good people? 

Her love dies quickly for other people, 

But this one she is sure is hers. 

They were meant to be. 

They're soul mates. 

Her love, is the last person she can love. 

She promises that. 

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