wolf in sheep's clothing

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i lost myself in your beauty;

your enchanting words and the eloquence with which you spoke,

i hoped that it wouldn't turn out this way again,

but yet again, my heart is what is broke.

after this year,

you will be dead and gone,

a distant memory,

and i will learn to move on.

my heart hurts like hell,

every inch of me pines for you,

but no longer will i ache,

no longer will i be blue.

you claimed you could help with my demons,

you claimed you could be my light,

but i'm still stranded here,

stuck in this everlasting night.

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