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It seems like yesterday,

When she looked so perfect.

Now it’s over, and the feeling has faded.

She was a hypnotist, in disguise.

I couldn’t see through,

Her cloudy eyes.

A relationship she built,

On a foundation, of lies.

Ripped out my heart,

And made me feel like I was the reason why.

The reason,

It ended.

The reason,

We failed,

The reason that, there is an

 Existing pain from the love that I felt.

I can’t help but cry as she leaves.

I should be angry,

But I have no fight left in me.

Cheated,

And torn,

By a broken heart.

I guess she’s not so perfect,

After all.