One is better than two | a poem

Of all familiar places,

You chose to fall for the places with the faces

That were so cunning.

You never saw it coming,

And it stabbed you in the back,

And when you woke up your bones were on the rack.

You realised that I failed you,

Too many strings to pull

Just to get you out of the pool

That you fell in so miserably

And so ridiculously,

After you realised that I never loved you.

It was all a facade,

To hide my dart,

That hit you so hard only years after its release

Which triggered your release from me eternally.

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