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She almost fell in love, Or maybe, she already did. There was no knowing with her really. She was sure, that nothing, Could change her

Drunk, beaten, and bruised. That was my state, The night I first met my person, The one I’ve been searching, for years. The moon wasn’t

Everyone else mattered to her, But I wasn’t everyone, And it hurt like hell. I was the shadow she barely saw, The ghost that existed,

I am a monster, But she created me. I swear I loved her, I really did, More than I loved myself, But that’s what happens,

Maybe in her eyes, I was a poor man, Standing in my stall all day, Serving customers like a calling, But I wanted her for

I should have listened when she spoke, Focused when she said to, Comforted her when she got hurt, Been there when she needed me, Hugged

It hurt to sit there, And wait for him to walk away. Sure, There were a lot of people watching, But if he could have

No. Just don’t. I don’t… I don’t wanna hear it. Don’t tell me it’s okay to open up, When the last time I opened up

Today was different, Maybe because I met a guy, One who looked at me, With eyes that told me, He would break my heart, A