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Words were all but words
What you never said;
What you said to me
Curses under your breathe.

I opened up my heart
You tore it apart;
Said I lived in fantasies
Bound to turn to dust.

I would fall to the deep end
You wouldn't even help;
Screamed till I was spent
And you just laughed aloud.

— The End —