In shadows deep, where love did die,
A narcissist’s deceit, a painful lie.
Heartbreak’s chains, a relentless vice,
Tears like acid, love’s sacrifice.
Another cruel embrace, which I keep in secret, held tight.
A fleeting refuge in the darkest night.
A twisted dance, a poison’s hold,
A shattered soul, yet another one of my stories untold.
Alone, I stand, in the wreckage of me,
A silent scream, my heart’s decree.
In the mirror’s gaze, I see the truth,
A lonely soul, the remnants of youth.
But hope remains, a flicker, small,
To rise from the abyss, to stand tall.
For in the depths of despair’s cruel tone,
The strength to heal, to find my own.
To break these chains, and shed the pain,
To find my worth, and love again.
In solitude’s embrace, I’ll learn to thrive,
Reclaim my heart, and truly be alive.
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