When Love Turns to Poison: A Tale of Toxic Ties

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In the beginning, it felt like a dream,
Whispered promises, like a gentle stream.
But shadows grew where light once shone,
Love, a battlefield, we fought alone.

Words like daggers, cutting deep,
In silent nights, we seldom sleep.
The chains unseen, yet tightly bound,
In this toxic dance, we’re lost, not found.

Hearts entwined in a painful embrace,
Smiles now masks, in this empty space.
We cling to ghosts of what once was,
Holding on, without a cause.

Letting go seems the hardest choice,
Yet in silence, we find our voice.
Breaking free from this heavy load,
To find peace on a different road.

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