"Though their heart may break, the deceived often fair better than the deceivers for they can heal stronger and more love aware, whereas deceivers start, and often stay, brokenly unaware." Poet
She placed her dreams in starshine's bright design where she believed the galaxy would guard them from incidents and accidents that might shard them. She trusted stars to lifelong harmonize love's song. Wearing confident styles, she traversed fickle miles before finding a grand love that would surely thrive. Now, she barely manages life or pajamas without strife. Gone is her strong and else she wished meant to belong. Her frantic emotions fast crashed in gray-bashed static and just her sofa holds her in tear splotchy folds. Wishing to be free of depressions dark torture spree, she lives with heart bruises and painful mind debris. Numbness blurs her pathetic in swirls of decrepit that pick at her feel-fabric already shredded traumatic. She cannot define when their end started its doomed sway but recalls when he left with her 'besty' on a final, total away.
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