Sweet fragrances of recently cut roses swirl about the room. Scarlet hues dance from sill to ceiling, bringing calmness to the storm. I can hear my heart echo in the serenity around me. Silk soothes my battered hands as I childishly drag my hand on the flowing tapestry strewn to comfort a broken heart. Seclusion rips into the walls of my heart
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