the architect of this place

the architect of this place.
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i knew she
had lost
her grace...

from the moment
that she
washed those
angels
from her sad,
once smiling
face;

but never would i
judge.

(everyone's a
victim of this
place)

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her story isn't
a
common story,

in
face it's quite
unique,

she made
a
Heaven
of
Purgatory!

(until She Lost
The
Will To Speak.)

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we were together
for
a Time,

but that time
has
come and passed,

much like
most other
"Times
of Love".

(which never
seem
to Last.)

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She knew
immediately
I
never had
grace..

the moment
that
her bright eyes
saw
The Shadows
In
My Face.

but...
never did she
judge!

(though i was
always the
architect of this
place.)

jsh