Breaking Point
In the middle of a crossroad,
With weary eyes, she stood
Puzzled, unable to choose
Faults, she doesn't know whose
Vivid memories burning her eyes
Glimmer’s gone, replaced by lies
She began to question herself
"Which way should I go?"
Devoid of sanity, disconsolate,
Dejected from numerous regrets
Should she turn left, where nothing's right
Or choose the right path, with no more left?
A moment of silence passed, still immobile
Perplexed, she just stood still.
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