I feel sick alone and tired,
unsure of what has transpired,
she was the one i could turn to,
she could make me feel at ease,
for now i am all alone,
feeling battered and on my knees,
The words she used cut deep,
I have never felt this before,
My heart was beyond weak,
As I watched her walk out that door,
I can't play it down,
this time i can't lighten the mood,
I can't pretend everything is ok,
Can't say its all good,
Truth be told I am hurt,
In a way I cannot bare,
Truth be told I am dying,
For she is no longer there,
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