Twisted anger,
Boiling lust,
It is my heart,
I do not trust.

Feel one way,
Then another.
How did we
Love eachother?

Illusion set up
In my mind.
I should have seen
All the signs.

Now I sit here,
Broken hearted.
This love was not
How it started.

Day by day,
Week by week,
Another love
I now seek.

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