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In every waking moment, I longed for his touch. Every breath I took, I held onto his kiss. At night, when I closed my eyes, all that came to mind were his eerie lies. As each promise he made, sealed with a kiss, Never to mention his knife in my back with a cross- fingered diss. In the tales of men, his slithering serpent be known. To those most vulnerable, his true colors will be shown. With this vivid evidence of my loyal testimony, Hard to imagine the promise of a new lasting matrimony. His seamless audacity of forcing me to believe it has always been my imperfection, The harsh reality has always been the act of his transgression. Our love that was once promised to last, I bid him adieu to all the memories passed.