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Fable

I belived what you said, that you would never hurt me.

I loved you, everything you did, everything you said.

You were the light of my life.

You were my soul.

I trusted you completely.

You stabbed me in the heart, you took away my will.

All the pretty words you said, all the things you did.

They were nothing but lies, they were nothing but deceit.

You tore off the mask you w...

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Heartbreak. LiesPain.

Ask Me.

Ask me if I had enough.

2020 is or was a bluff 

for the destruction of what I thought I had

building all the way up.

if the present isn’t linear 

then why can’t i stop looking up?

if the past does not exist

why does it always creep up?

I, once a Quantanium sprayed ora

that now seems to only have collected dust.

So please, I beg you.

Ask me if I had enough.

 

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poetspoetryreal lifelove*sad*pain*memorypain.

La vita e la morte

Life has drawn to a grinding, meandering pace

Where there once was happiness, pleasure and joy

Now only a void and darkness in its place

And the man I am is no longer the boy

As the smoke gracefully laps my pale face

Reaching gently my soul; a soothing decoy

From the pain and anger, with each fleeting breathe

As I sit and wait, contemplating death.

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