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Feb 2017
I can feel it,
the Darkness taking over.
I can't see it,
no one can,
yet I can feel it like a knife to my heart.
You just stand there,
your back to me hesitant to help,
hesitant to comfort me.
Don't you see?
This is all happening because of you,
the games you played,
the secrets you told,
the souls you've sold,
the hearts you've broken,
My Heart you've broken...
Nevermind it's too late,
I just want you to know,
I'm sorry for stealing your heart.
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Pseudonym  F/South Afica
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