Dead living
He wrecked me
Broke me down piece by piece
Through our laughs
Our love
Our fights
Our long nights
Our pain
Our joy
Our hopes
Our plans
He destroyed each part of me
Leaving me in the ruins
As if my existence was but a image within his mind
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