A poem
He took my breath
Took my time
Took my heart
Left this rhyme
He took my hand
Took my mouth
Took my belief
And left this doubt
He turned my words
Into a thunderous roar
Into a wail of grief
Then closed the door
He didn’t want me anymore
Then HE took my breath
And took my hand
And earned my trust
Because he understands
That I need my words
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