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... is for heartbroken,
With every sunrise,
You leave me in the shadows,
Searching for the stars in your midnight eyes,
Your touch claws at my soul,
As my cries echo into nothingness,
Your whispers,
Are nothing more than broken fantasies,
With me being the princess with no more tears left to cry,
The wound so deep,
I cling to sanity,
The poison you fed me every night,
Tears away my dreams,
Of ever being whole again,
As the hollow shell I don't even recognize,
Rests in a pool of blood you once bled for me

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