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May 2018
The strongest sword cuts your heart
as illusions fade and split apart.
Without even touching your skin
you feel it cutting deep within.
It exists for a moment barely a spark
and it makes the light of hope go dark.
It lays it bare for you to see,
that your love‘s not meant to be.

The word is no.
Written by
Mario  39/M
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