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an ending

Long, lost, distant whispers the roses sent are dying food on the table uneaten he’s lied to me again when he said I love you ..

The liar stroked my hair with reversed love it did not hurt as much as the needle in my arm giving off poison The thief spoiled my insides a..

Walked in the dark because I was afraid of the morning when it came time to think of those I lost touch with turned the heat hig..

...about fear

love & loss

To be let down easy can be just as harsh as being let down drastically...