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He didn't break you
You were already broken
He just played with you
Indelicately
It will be him
To whom the blame switches
For all your failures and faults
In order to avoid blaming yourself
Your mind does somersaults
I
Might
Be
Breathing
Like
Everyone else
But
I feel
Dead
Inside.
Therefore
I
Am
Numb.

— The End —