𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓮𝓯.

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A part of me
Will always love you;
But you took far too much
For us to ever really be anything.
You stole my confidence,
my pride,
my dignity,
my beauty,
my hurt,
And worst of all my love.
You took everything I had to offer.

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