In shadows cast by deceit's design,
He wore a mask, love's thin disguise.
Promises woven, yet fragile they seem,
A heart misled, lost in a treacherous dream.
He danced with her in the moonlight's embrace,
Yet vanished when storms clouded her grace.
A phantom of solace, his love a faƧade,
Leaving her stranded, broken and flawed.
In the tempest he conjured, she stood alone,
Betrayed by the love he claimed to own.
His affection a riddle, a puzzle unsolved,
Leaving her shattered, trust dissolved.
Yet, through the pain, a resilient bloom,
A strength awakened in her heart's dark room.
For in the ruins of love untrue,
She found her worth, her spirit anew.
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