Fractured
She walked away,
But I ran a million miles
Couldn't hear me screaming,
I called out a million times
The tears dried, hurt kept rife,
I took a breath in and sighed
She broke free, and felt more alive
I wept and wept, and died inside.
I thought I loved her forever,
Akin a million prize,
In truth I loved not her,
But a million crafted lies.
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