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A splash of color
enters your speech, berating
me for being me.
***
My opinions were
foolish to you, childish, lame.
You had no respect.
***
I tried to obtain
a scrap or shred of your love,
but you were empty.
***
If only I had
caught your tricks earlier,
spared myself the pain.
***
I loved you truly,
but you did not love me back.
Were you a mirage?
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