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Like an arrow shot from an archer's bow
Those words pierced me through
That day you said you had to go
I never thought it would be this painful.
The strength in me is fainting
And yet poised as a warrior,
"It's well" are the words I'm braced with
Yet into deeper darkness I fall.
Your eyes were my path to wonderland
Your voice my circus;
Never shall I understand
How you became my curse.
Here I am with no crutch
Crushed, you left my soul to bleed
But still, I love you so much
Even if by this love I'm killed.
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Victory Harry Izevbekhai
Content Writer and Fictionist; I share my thoughts and experiences about life, well-being, and remote work
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