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Reach!

I’m stuck
In a mess that I got myself into
Only I can get myself out
At least, that’s what they told me.
Love.
The most deceiving of emotions.
It beckons to us, knowing all along
That its allure is too much to ignore.
And then, it walks away.
Leaving nothing behind but broken hearts
Shattered dreams.
But wait.
Maybe that was him.
He drove the stakes into me.
He tore apart everything I’ve ever lived for.
He left without a sound
Handing me only the bleakest of gifts:
R e a l i t y



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