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Her love was brittle and fading away

It was in need of some special attention

It was once as strong as a refined manicure

Full of color and neatly structured

It went through many stages to become

Beautiful and admired

Now with no real reason to why it had become ugly

And hurtful

With no attention to detail anymore

Forgotten like a photo in box

Never to be seen again.

That’s how I describe our love now.


A Walk Through Life's Doors

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