Broken

A fresh hurt, cuts deep to the bones
She wished she could be that cruel..
It's surprising how the calls stopped
No goodbyes or explanations..

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He told her he loved her..
Yet, he had distanced himself
No calls, no warmth
Is this how love dies so soon?
The reluctance to let it burn

Child, don't be in an haste to grow up.
It is all a trap
Adulthood is scam
Filled with so many complexities
Anxieties and worries
An a sack of heartbreaks and heartburns

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You will be fine
Grieve, cry, shout ,be angry
Wash your face and move on
Regardless of how it ended
Life goes on

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