A perfect craft

Once upon a time, we were a perfect craft together,

Dancing and dangling in the specter of the jealous world,

Then it happened, a curse inflicted by our own evil eyes

Now we are messed up parchments of our so called love,

Barely holding but still clinging to each other.

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