She was truly in love,
When you took advantage of
her comfort,
She trusted you with her secrets,
Without any fear,
You used her for your own purposes,
You showed your colours...
When she thought you was pure white,
You spilled Charcoal Black onto her...
You made her believe in you
more than anyone else...And now when you're gone,
She can't even find herself,
She feels lost,
So lost that even her own shadow
became so dark that her whole
room filled with Charcoal Black shade...
So lost that she couldn't even find herself,
Even infront of her own mirror...
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The Lost Chunk Of Myocardium
PoetryThe feeling all of us felt...but never expressed...just like the lost chunk of our heart muscles (Myocardium)