The day she lied, I died a little inside.
The second, third, and fourth time-I was already gone.
Now I stand face to face with my reflection, A stranger in the glass.
This anger, this violence-
This isn't me.
Where did I go?
When did love turn me
Into someone I don't know?
2025-06-18 19:49:53
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