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Rated: 13+ · Book · Romance/Love · #1285198
The love of Samantha's life has gone to war. Will he return?
Prologue Poem

                            Beauty is something that blossoms,
                                Something that blooms in Spring.
                                    It sparkles and shimmers
                                      And it gives you shivers
                                      Even on warm evenings.
                                But the greatest type of beauty
                                    Is found only in the heart.
                                It is something that lasts forever
                                      And can never fall apart.
                                It's a beauty like that of flowers,
                              A beauty that can never be tamed.
                                A beauty that makes us whole
                                And makes our hearts enflamed.
                                    It makes our souls ignite
                                    And it fills us with a light.
                        A beauty more precious than diamonds
                        Or the moonbeams shining down tonight.
                                I know the name of this Beauty
                                    And surely you know too.
                                A heavenly, heart-felt beauty
                                        That fills us now,
                          Now, while I'm looking into your eyes,
                                  And as you look into mine.
                          The beauty that makes you touch me
                                        And lets us kiss
                                          So blissfully.
                            Yet now you're torn away from me.
                                      War tears the love
                                      That made us free
                                          And cages me
                                              In misery.
                          You're gone and now cannot return.
                              My bitter tears inside me burn.
                        The inferno that was my loving passion
                          Is now blazing in a hateful fashion.
                          The hate that took you in Death's fist
                                    Is now what I cling to,
                                          Just to exist.
                                Acknowledgment of this truth
                            Makes these last months of my life
                                                A lie.
                              And maybe this is what led me
                                    To cry, pray to God,
                                            And die.
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#2. Chapter 2
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#1. Chapter 3
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