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He praised her when life smoothly passed by her freshly wiped windows.
He broke her when her walls crumbled and she stumbled in her tracks.
Only for him to feed his soul with her tears.
Only for him to grow from her fears, insecurities and needs.
He damaged her when her heart was already chipped.
She let him, while secretly restructuring her being.
Until she saw a light flickering her name.
She escaped his misguiding, untruthful, bright blue eyes.

Sherlock & The Gypsy