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Smoke and Mirrors
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My Broken Heart Your love was an illusion.
Somehow you made it appear
and with a puff of smoke,
it disappeared into thin air.
A haze filled my eyes
with your absence,
the fumes of deception
consumed by senses.
Your tricks worked on me.
Wow. This is really nice, I mean besides the negative emotion attached. I think it's very well put and both gives the hint of more, but not 'too much'. I like it.