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I hope he was worth it. I hope he was worth leaving me to dry In this forsaken bed, This charred sanctuary where our love was made; Your irreplaceable smell, The marks of your assuring touch… They will never leave these sheets. Forever bounded to this devotion, I toss and turn willingly at night; My eyes cascading, While the moon chuckles in bright laugher, And the stars, tease… Each of them painting a celestial memory in the somber sky. I really hope he was worth it. I hope he was worth breaking my heart into uncountable pieces, Into absolutely nothing; My every fiber now raped to your cold, heartless hand. You've