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Oct 2015
What have I become?
Or rather should I say
What have you made of me?

So deep in love I became
In to a fantasy
You framed it so well
With every perfect detail
Yet, how was I suppose to know

Everything was real so real
It felt like a dream

Then it all changed,
A nightmare where you dragged me down
Agony, pain, sleepless nights
Suddenly I knew

What felt like a dream was a dream
The pain was invulnerable
The heart ached, my soul cried

I wasn't your love anymore
I wasn't your priority
I wasn't yours

You betrayed me
Shattered my heart
Lost I was, in dispair

Love me no more
Use me no more
Leave me alone

If I can't be yours
And you can't be mine
Let me not be an option
If I can't be your priority.
Chanie
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