Stole My Tourture Heart

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In shadows deep, you stole my tortured heart,
A fragile ember in a world apart.
With whispered lies and promises untrue,
You bound my soul, and slowly darkness grew.

Yet in that theft, I found a hidden light,
A spark of strength to rise and end the night.
For though you took and left me scarred and torn,
From pain's embrace, a new resolve was born.

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