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Illusions
Your gaze,
it looked upon me with disdain,
where there was once admiration.
I hadn't done anything different.
Maybe I loved you too much,
and you didn't need that anymore.
Maybe I still cared,
and you just wanted me there.
Illusions shattered,
like my injured reveries.



#WritcoPoemPrompt48


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