Heartbreak

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Broken heart
Followed by a
Deathly glare.

The memory of
"I'll never
Leave you
I swear."

She turns and
Runs
From the one she
Loves.

Two looks
Follow her
Broken
Form.

One full of
Hate and spite,
The other full of
Regret.

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