Demon

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The first time I looked into your eyes,
I saw colours as vibrant as acrylic dyes.
Thought that you were the missing piece of the puzzle.
Or should I say, you were the reason why I crumble?

You were the love of my life, no deny,
However, what you felt back was just a lie.
Left me in this puddle full of struggle,
Of my own demons that always mumble.

You promised you'd be here for me,
But look at us now:Just strangers how could it be?
Well, you are just as fake as your promises, I can guarantee.

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