She left
she left
with not a glance back
she left
with not a tear in her eye
she left
with not a worry in the world
im here
with dread seeping into my every word
im here
panicking over the smallest inconvenience
im here
she left me more broken then she found me
is she amused yet
the game she plays is dangerous but she doesnt care
she left
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