When loyalty's ripped apart
that's when the sleepless hours start.
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- ~ Torn ~ by Lavender Butterfly.
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so very well expressed... x
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Indeed, dear Scribe. I have known such a lack of slumber, as well. 
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i love it
in 10 words you captured quite an essence of an unspoken story...good snippet
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I wish I didn't know what this feels like. I can think of no finer description.
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A very deep and sadly true take on the prompt...and nothing but death tears the heart like the feelings of betrayal...nicely done.
Best,
mystic
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there's a rolling confirmation
ah the stiffness of effects on one more than mattress. by the title it doesn't lead to laying down but the "loyalty's ripped apart" makes that a totality, thus from searching for secondary compromise to impossibility's tertiary tier. which isn't little but "hours" but there is a zone of constant comforter...
lamentation laminated somewhat,
carolyn -
A deep take, and so very true
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wow what a great take
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