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Feb 4
I gave everything, your everything faded away.
I burned, while your fire was tamed to gray.

Love should be balance, but ours was theft,
You took it all, and I was left.

A quiet ruin, a hopeless plea.
Unrequited, it’s killing me.
Written by
Aymeric  20/M
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