Reborn
Ripped and torn into pieces
You embraced me with your shadows.
The body is a temple now scattered in ruins by your critical actions.
I loved you.
You left me cold with bitter emptiness.
Trust is lost.
Hopes are surrendered.
How dare you?
But I’ll be reborn.
You’ll never obtain my essence.
I survived.
I will still strive.
I’m alive.
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