The End of the World

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as you slowly started to fade, i could no longer handle the weight of your world as it was placed upon my shoulders.
saving a dance for you became difficult once the music stopped. thinking straight was never part of the promise in the kisses we shared and reality was never present,
reality was never put above us.
all the things that were too good to be true came to be and suddenly you were overwhelmed,
suddenly it was too much,
suddenly i wasn't the only one dancing around in your head.
i have never been more angry and i have never been more pleased with being betrayed.
i stood in a light that i gained from leaving you in the dark meanwhile neglecting the damage i'd done.
let me love you one last time before i forget how to love at all.

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