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Your love once felt so solid,

It thawed what once was frigid;

But all of it dissolved in lies,

Your warmth faded out, then slowly dried.

I was left crying,

Alone, still slowly breaking,

Abandoned in an unknown space,

No breath, no name, no face.

But I learned to stand on my own feet,

That life moves on, despite defeat;

The past, though dark, can lose its thread,

And even wounds can learn to shed.

Now that my courage has been unsealed,

And my colours are finally revealed,

Tell me... why should I care?

Why dwell on what isn’t there?