The Love that didn't last

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I do.
I hesitate as the words cross my lips
The days of love are bright,
But only at first.
The colors become dull.
The Abuse becomes normal.
The Cries become endless songs.
The sadness becomes life.
The mirror no longer shows,
my face,
my smile,
my once shining eyes.
The love is gone.
The hurt is real.
The bruises are hidden.
The scars are everywhere.
The heartache is forever.
The sentence is life.

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