Under lock and key

Leo
Jan 25, 2024

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In the sacred sanctum of your heart, if someone has already carved their presence deeply within its core, leaving behind remnants of their touch that cling stubbornly to the walls of memory, those who dare to venture into its depths thereafter shall find themselves ensnared within the tangled vines of the past.

For the heart, once bound by the echoes of a love that once flourished, becomes a labyrinth of shadows and echoes, where every step forward is haunted by the specter of what once was.

And amidst the whispers of bygone days and the lingering scent of a love now lost, the soul finds itself ensnared in the thorns of nostalgia, unable to break free from the chains that bind it to a past that refuses to be forgotten.

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Leo
Leo