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The weight of my dreams, suffocates me.

Before I could even hold my breath, you stole it.

I watched in disbelief, myself, floating, in the

blissful nature, of clear and present danger.

Flailing, when it didn't add up,

stripped of the authority, to hold my ground

in defense above these clouds, which you have left me in,

hanging onto anything, to keep from crashing.

My eyes, gasping, when the moon reflects upon

the empty space where you used to be.

You know, I can't believe in destiny

when everything we promised, is wiped clean

but still, I bear the marks of a heartbreak, and justly.

I knew what I was doing, Trust is the damaging Virtue

I leant myself blindly to, hoping for different outcomes

under the same circumstance, how crazy.

The lengths I went, to the depth, beyond the edge

where faith indeed, would test, my will to live,

longing for happiness, in the risk of a chance.

Glimmering, how the sun does set, to leave you in a place

you know, you'll not soon forget.