Dreams And Tears
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I look at him in disgust and still he said the most heartbreaking words.
"You are my forever." Because I know that his words are all lies.
Works need not spoken. My eyes said it all, and he knew it that this is indeed over. He kneel down locking me in his embrace, but I did not falter.
I am ice and he cannot thaw me. He stumbled back, as if losing his will, his spirit.
And I left, never to look back. This town had given me enough pain and misery to last a lifetime. With each stride my mind became clearer, my determination more resolute. As I took in a deep breath, I felt more in command of my own mind, body and soul. I am walking into a new dawn, a new beginning, a new life ahead.
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