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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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