Before the aftermath

What if i leave you...

Once he asked
Hanging his sympathetic eyes
On mine
Awaiting clarification

Hands are meant to be held
Hearts are meant to be broken
Life is there to be spent
If only for a moment

So i promise
I will survive
With a magmatic insight
I will rise again

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