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xiii / undefined love part one

I dreamed of you.

But you had been with another.

My mind reeled, what can I do?

I screamed, and cried. 

I begged you to say it was untrue,

But you persist that they were better.

So my depression grew,

Then the cuts began,

But you never knew.

The burns scarred forever

They mimicked scars left by you know who.

Friends try to help,

I’m told to begin anew.

But you were my beginning,

Now you’ll be my end too.

Despite this,

I still love you.