Whisper's of Independence

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In love's deceitful game, I played my part, 
Yet you turned my devotion into rue, 
From cherished dreams to a pitiless heart, 
I sought solace, but found despair in lieu. 

Anger and adoration intertwined, 
A tortured dance within my soul's abyss, 
For you, I'd brave the storm, yet you declined, 
Leaving me to love myself, remiss. 

Your love, a mirage, taunting from afar, 
While in your arms, another finds their place, 
I longed for warmth, yet faced the icy bar, 
An endless cycle, bound in love's disgrace. 

Three days I took to ponder, pray, and muse, 
To choose between your phantom love and mine, 
In self-discovery, I found my cues, 
To break free from this tethered, twisted line. 

Now, as I walk away, your protest cries, 
Yet I choose me, despite your bitter plea, 
For in this one-sided love, I realize, 
I must embrace my own autonomy. 

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