14 November 2012
I can not travel this path any longer, When all I can feel is the searing pain. Your twisted notion of a love affair, Has left me confused, broken, ashamed.
Tangled in a web of deceit and lies: The hurt is scratched upon your sweet face. Unable to move forward or back; Forever trapped in your barbed wire embrace.
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