Pain… 

Bitter sweet memories. A mind stuck on the “use to be’s”. 

Reminiscing on those happier times. Realizing that fairy tale was nothing but lies.    

His love was but an illusion. She became tangled in the mysterious confusion. 

He left her weeping, without ceasing. Her heart broken, soul ripped open.

~Kristen 

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