Should I cling to the branch or fall into the abyss.
Heart like a broken mirror,
with words stuck in my throat like shards of glass.
Trapped in a maze of thoughts, of the resentment towards the hollow words you spoke a banquet of bitter food.
Promised yourself to me,only to shatter the vow?
Then broke your word, like a discarded plaything.
Forgive or forget? The choice seems impossible.
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~Andre (Pseudonym) (
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