Why Did I Crush Her Pride and Dignity
Chances galore came and went in quick succession when hubris took me over, smashing her pride to smithereens despite heartfelt pleas on her bended knees. Still, I took her love for granted, behaving as though I held all the trump cards and her dignity counted for nothing. I wish I could roll back the hands of time. Alas! She won't pick up my calls or stand the sound of my name...
I brushed her pleas aside
as she poured rivers of tears
broken, foresaken.
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