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Once I told you before, you were the last piece.
You're the ember of hope in my love's belief.
But you left.
Once I was full of spirit; now I've lost it.
You keep coming, then vanish unapologetic.
You're playing with two hearts;
and I wasn't even your first choice.
Then, you came to ask what causes the amiss?
You know it's you, but you feign ignorance.
Then you laughed about it.
Have you not reflected?

- M. Safrain