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Sep 2018
~He
He walked towards her
With a mysterious look..
This look held so much
But she is incapable of reading
He kept coming
She kept failing to read
He stopped
She couldn't breathe
He looked away
Her heart slowly decays
Slowly it sinks in
She's not his
Nor
Is he hers

He backs away
This painful look
He had a word written on his face
Insecurity
Their biggest enemy
She was once under it's foot
Now
He lays under insecurity

Heartache
Stress
Tiredness
Pain
Heartache
That's their cycle

He is no longer mysterious to her
But his pain is mysterious to him

How
How can it be that the prince of love
Is now a slave to insecurity and pain
Once love held so much
Now
It means so little

The story behind it is lost
Fake stories arise

Love
Value
Worth
Meaning
Lost in a battle.
A battle uncalled for
A battle unannounced

He walked away..
He is no longer mysterious to her.

They both carried what they call


A broken heart, with a smile
Mercia
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Mercia  24/F/USA
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