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Nov 2018
She was your whole world; you were her moon
You are my whole world; I am your moon
You danced with her through the flames, while I stood there burning alive
You imagined a life with her, while I struggled to survive…
…Survive a life without you; the thought seems so cruel
However, what is even crueler, is how you played me like a fool
My heart burned brightly for you; so bright anyone could see
That I believed whole-heartedly that we were meant to be
Yet your moon eclipsed my sun, casting my world in gloom
Now my flower shall wither in sorrow, never able to bloom
Written by
Jarell  22/M
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