This heart of mine still aches in sadness
Trying to make sense of all this madness
My life, thus far, was it a lie
Sick of all the lies, had to say goodbye
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Wow, that is indeed harsh. The amount time, groomed to love one way. Trying to pretend it is okay. Hurt so bad and knowing the pain won't just go away. No matter night, day, or moons phase. Wishing for the everlasting escape. A given comfort becoming a luxury that no longer fits your finger. But the mark is still there, to remind you at one time it was something you did wear. Indeed this is a great poem thanks for sharing it.
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Wow, that is indeed harsh. The amount time, groomed to love one way. Trying to pretend it is okay. Hurt so bad and knowing the pain won't just go away. No matter night, day, or moons phase. Wishing for the everlasting escape. A given comfort becoming a luxury that no longer fits your finger. But the mark is still there, to remind you at one time it was something you did wear. Indeed this is a great poem thanks for sharing it.