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Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Greatest Mistake



Sickening sweet scent

A single rose, curtains closed

Silence, except for the splash of a tear

Setting sun, darkness falls

She's still there

He's still gone

All the tears are gone

The emptiness remains

The night fades on




He's torn, he can't go back

He loves her

Just a little too much

The note he left

Was it enough?

Did she understand?

Did she believe him?

She's not there

He left her all alone

Prays she'll be just fine

He can't turn back




Two broken hearts

All with good intentions

He's torn between the choices

Which would hurt her more?

What he thought was best

Was his greatest mistake

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