Layered

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They tore your words to shreds,
They ripped your heart apart,
But at least they really loved you.
Everyone else,
Is just a someone,
And someone can be no one,
And nothing can mean everything.
Sometimes,
There isn't anyone,
Sometimes,
It's just you and the shadows.
Then other times,
Life never ceases,
You wish for a stop,
But there isn't one.

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