Illusions & pain break free

There is no running away from this feelling, it lingers proundly whithin me.
  There is pain and regret. Despair and no forgiveness for you who took upon himself to break my spirit.
   Sometimes I think that you were born to end all my romantic ilusions, because there's no such thing called love anymore and you made me see that.
  So today I'm an old piece of ceramics left behind and forgotten over time.

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