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  Aug 2014 Blendi Pajaziti
Arta Mekuli
As tears spilled
Memories ran through my troubled mind
I began to rerun the poison in me
The days partly lived
The smiles partly smiled
The love partly felt
Never cared ,for I sat there
Longing for the little bits
For comparing myself to a napkin
To a napkin!
Used only in the beginning
Loved only in times of need
Burried down in his back pocket
Never to be found and secretly thown away
True true ,I was that ,a simple not needed paper
Piece of everything and nothing
I died in his arms
Not feeling
Because I wasnt anything
I was one thing
I was forgotten

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