Updated: Sep 30
The beauty that once unites from within, of a Holy matrimony, is nothing more but a dreadful expression. The intimacy once shared in love, is replaced with the addiction of the bottle. He sees not her beauty, but the love for his drunken thirst.
Fading is the memory of him, but ever present with her, is the burden of her love that was turned down for the lust of the wine. Every heartbeat is a burden to bear, but a hope to be free as a bird.
From the division cause by alcohol; the seed of discord that destroys the love.
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