BRUTAL LOVE

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vibrant, deceiving eyes were the source of my demise

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vibrant, deceiving eyes were the source of my demise.

you stomped on my fragile heart and observed from the sidelines as i bled to death. piece by piece you plucked me apart; until there was nothing left of my soul to collect.

your insolence tasted like ashes in my mouth.

you kept pushing until i was wholly defenseless; until all of your panacean lies had been ripped out of my chest, bruised and crushed in depth.

the slow extermination of my soul was of no importance to you in the end.

the slow extermination of my soul was of no importance to you in the end

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