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Who decides when love dies
The murderous blow of disregard
A thunderous hand
With so swift a strike
All joy is beheaded
As loyalty runs from the severed artery
A unbleachable stain
Of melancholy
Mixed in with DNA fibers
Of words that went wasted
Who decides when all is over
A thief in the night
Taking all that seems valuable
Stuffing a satchel
To move along, away
In the dark veil of deception
Washing their hands of the hardship
Of keeping love alive
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