Remember the days we use to laugh?
The days where nothing could tear us apart?
The days you said I was beautiful?
The days you spoke of my kind soul?
The days where you loved me with all your heart?
It hurts me when I reminisce on the past.
Everything you said now rips me apart.
How can you do it?
Look into my eyes..
Scream at me..
As I cry.
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