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I was starved for your love, a dry desert flower reaching for some sustenance. 

It was my worst mistake in the beginning of a spiel of mistakes. When I couldn't have you, I tried to give more and more, until there was nothing left. And when there was nothing left, you swooped in and I had no fight. 

I was too exhausted to lift my arms to defend myself. I definitely couldn't fight back. You beat me up with your words, took the broken pieces of my heart with your lies, and knocked me from the sky when you stole my wings by twisting my mind. 

I loved you until I was defenseless. 

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