Mountain high
Valley low
Exhibit the perpetual cycle
Of love lost, unfounded.
Losing my grip on sanity….
Sincerely yours.
Wasting away,
Losing identity.
Parting ways
Has far surpassed deadline.
Point of no return….
Sincerely yours.
Literally drowning in pain,
Emotionally strained
From words spoken in vain.
A smile is simply taunting,
A touch no longer warming.
Spite has replaced adoration…
Sincerely yours.
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