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In the dance of deception, your steps entwined, A betrayal veiled, a sinister design. In shadows, you orchestrated my demise, A symphony of deceit, a mask of lies. Initially, you wore decency like a guise, Yet, lessons taught you well in love's demise. Heartless, you stand, a creation untamed, No justification, a soul unclaimed. Regret echoes in the aftermath's haze, A dance floor memory, lost in a maze. Why cheat, I thought the only rival was me. Each sunrise, questioning what we could be. Crazy, I am, unraveling the threads, Did you care, or just fill empty beds? Shoot my heart, revel in the blast, Moon tears fall, a heart trapped and cast. In squares of ignorance, lies, and despair, Tied with sides of sorrow, depression, and care. I walk away, weak and weary, In the noon's darkness, an ocean's dreary. Trapped heart, searching for love to consume, In the depths, a silent, mournful gloom. Now I ponder what truly matters, Unspoken, the rescue from love's shattered splatters.
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Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
"Echoes of Deceit: Unspoken Rescues"
In the dance of deception, your steps entwined, A betrayal veiled, a sinister design. In shadows, you orchestrated my demise, A symphony of deceit, a mask of lies. Initially, you wore decency like a guise, Yet, lessons taught you well in love's demise. Heartless, you stand, a creation untamed, No justification, a soul unclaimed. Regret echoes in the aftermath's haze, A dance floor memory, lost in a maze. Why cheat, I thought the only rival was me. Each sunrise, questioning what we could be. Crazy, I am, unraveling the threads, Did you care, or just fill empty beds? Shoot my heart, revel in the blast, Moon tears fall, a heart trapped and cast. In squares of ignorance, lies, and despair, Tied with sides of sorrow, depression, and care. I walk away, weak and weary, In the noon's darkness, an ocean's dreary. Trapped heart, searching for love to consume, In the depths, a silent, mournful gloom. Now I ponder what truly matters, Unspoken, the rescue from love's shattered splatters.
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Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
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