The End

There it is

The end of our story

With such a rocky end

Rough as a quarry

No more stitches left to mend

Just a final clash and a broken sob

No more heart strings left to bend

You've got your hand on the knob 

The door slams 

A dull ache

The dam breaks

My hands shake 

Tears escape and I break

Was it real?

Was it fake?

I sworn I loved you 

You raised the stakes

We both lost 

We both fell

No matter the cost

 

 

 

 

 

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