What was she to him all these years?
A relationship of convenience?
A source of pleasure?
A money vending machine?
When did love lose its meaning?
When dreams turn into obsessive compulsions?
When space and time turn into red signals?
When sanity leaves the ruptured mind?
Was love the only reason she found to stay?
Was her soul so vain it always went to rejection zones?
Was love a weapon to destroy traumatized souls?
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