projectile into my own heart,
i found a mirror to my soul,
bringing bliss and confusion,
still freshly broken.
my intentions are clear,
originally comparable,
soon individually detached.
you need to remember,
that the past is meant to be left,
there is a warm future for you,
if you can love one as yourself.
still, continue to ignore that spark
that brings us together and close,
and convince yourself to be blinded
by old memories and selves.
places have been made transparent,
and hopes diminished consequently.
yet you composed so many promises,
you dont intend to keep.
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