She was my fun, my midnight sky.
She was my game, it was a lie.
She had a soul, some hope and dreams.
She drove me mad and burst my seams.
She was a sap, would always cry.
My body bored, ready to die.
My feelings fake, I'm the wrong guy.
My abuse, harsh and strong like beams.
"She was worthless."
Her feelings strong but I was high.
Her mind so full, no room to fly.
She thinks it's love, not as it deems
Our feelings different so it seems.
I was so done, she said goodbye
"She was worthless."
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Romance'End' is a short story about a young women named Juliet and her new lover Angel. Angel isn't like any other man she's ever met. He's cryptically faultless in every way, which drags Juliet deeper into his spell. Juliet knows not what her future hold...
