you cut my heart with a two sided blade,
a toxic love that was ever made,
as I bled you smiled and walked away,
I didn't matter one bit,
you walked away,
The one who were always true,
remain an pick up the pieces,
The toxic ones move on with there lives,
love is a spec of dust,
a world accustomed to fake,
The unreal is the new real,
The true is the new fake,
where did we go wrong.
©nirmal
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