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This pic is missing someone so much it hurts and being unable to see them.
Kinda like...This is the last enbrace.

Bot the girl and guy were slaves, and this is the first time they see each other in ages, and she ends up being killed, hence..the angel..
My best friend sharil wrote a little something for this pic:

Bittersweet visions,
Wrap around me.
Your body still,
Deeply drowns me.
I prayed for nights to no avail.

The gods chose not to hear,
Had not the wish nor had the care.
To much despair;
My arms are empty,
My heart is bare.
These memories are hung like portraits;
So strangely haunting appear far too real.
Water rises, and I’ll slip under,
As the rain comes down, I hear.
In dreams entwined, I ache;
Remember call out to phantoms that will not answer.
Promises of a past love whisper;
Smoke clouds turn to dust.
Wither, blister, burn and peel through fingers brush;
Melting within his touch,
A fading reminiscence of our time.
Always lingering in my mind.
Lying there,
I miss you.
Forever to count these endless days.
Pieces of me, wash away, in the rain,
I watch scatter four ways; without you.

Description
This pic is missing someone so much it hurts and being unable to see them.
Kinda like...This is the last enbrace.

Bot the girl and guy were slaves, and this is the first time they see each other in ages, and she ends up being killed, hence..the angel..
My best friend sharil wrote a little something for this pic:

Bittersweet visions,
Wrap around me.
Your body still,
Deeply drowns me.
I prayed for nights to no avail.

The gods chose not to hear,
Had not the wish nor had the care.
To much despair;
My arms are empty,
My heart is bare.
These memories are hung like portraits;
So strangely haunting appear far too real.
Water rises, and I’ll slip under,
As the rain comes down, I hear.
In dreams entwined, I ache;
Remember call out to phantoms that will not answer.
Promises of a past love whisper;
Smoke clouds turn to dust.
Wither, blister, burn and peel through fingers brush;
Melting within his touch,
A fading reminiscence of our time.
Always lingering in my mind.
Lying there,
I miss you.
Forever to count these endless days.
Pieces of me, wash away, in the rain,
I watch scatter four ways; without you.