Your love was all that kept me going,
Your arms what kept me on my feet,
Your whispers of a happy life gave me hope,
But you are not mine to keep.
I broke you down,
To build me up,
I let you lean on me far too much,
I ruined a love I thought was true,
I killed myself, our love, and you.
I cannot atone for the wrongs I've made,
For the bits of you I tore away,
I can only hope that it is consolation,
That when you left,
You took my life, my heart, and my emotion.
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Story by Dekoda333
In the Eyes of a Wolf
Imagine growing up without society, without human contact beyond that of being hunteed, and the only company...