I hear the clatter of broken promises as they shatter and fall to the floor.
I hear the bonds of trust break as I see the hearts they held together bleed.
Tell me, was it ever meant to be?
Feel the tears running down silently and tell me was it, is it worth it?
Hold close the pain, my one, I do.
Feel the joy it used to be and tell me it was real.
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