Rigged Dice
How I loved the way you would hush my tears with your gentle arms that brought me closer.
How I loved the taste of your sweet whispers, of the lullabies you sang that burried me in warmth and security on even the coldest of nights.
But alas, these are just the mere memories you left behind, along with the haunting day dreams of a future that was not meant to be, which you traded for my sanity.
All things pleasant come to an end.
It is a game that cannot be won.
An illusion of a paradise.
It is an army of shadows that hide behind rigged dice.
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