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A frog
The story began
with a cup of warm coffee
and it ended
in a cold goodbye
in between we were torn
broken and shattered
covering wounds with a band aid
named love
both of us saw
there was not a pinch of warmth
in the blanket we shared
hope lingered
maybe it will return
it never did
it wasn't suppose to
the heart holding us both
grew too heavy
brusted one morning
shredding all the moments
the goodbye relieved me
we were finally free
from a spell we mistook as love
I wasnt her prince in the skin
of a frog
I was a frog meant for another frog~



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