Dead End
How beautiful it seemed, A road I longed to take. How peaceful I thought, A path where I’d find rest. Three steps I took, Three days it lasted, Three years it felt like, Three lifetimes I thought I knew you. I never saw The dead end ahead. I only saw The memories we’d make. Now I have stopped. Not by choice, but by lies, Ones you hid in your heart. Now, The book closes.
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