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You treasured me Like a piece of artwork You held in custody For your possession. You framed me And curved "Mine" All over me. But you didn't know, Grabbing me too tight Would shutter my pride And in my defence The harder you grasped The deeper the pieces Pierced you. And to leave was More hurtful than To amputate them. In the name of "Love" We made mutual pain And the tragedy is that We were the right ones. But wrongfully loved Is all we've ever done...
