All the promises you made to me
were a distortion of reality.
You plucked a page from my fantasy
and gave it monstrous life.
You fleshed it out with hopes and dreams,
added detail,
made it seem
so fucking real.
But the real truth was you spun a lie.
You stole my love and sucked me dry.
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