10 | A DIFFERENT KIND OF HEARTBREAK

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And no matter how much time lay between you and I, whenever I reach out my hand I question why,
Why I had to come across the demon of you
And why, after so many else's, you had to take my light too,
Why you tore me apart limb by limb,
Until, over the edge of life's surface my blood would brim,
Why you shaped this to be our end,
because I really thought you were my friend.

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