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Cold rigid steel ****** its way inside My Skin; Quarrying away drops of blood. I wonder where it all went wrong Was I not kind? Not generous? Did I not make you smile Is it fair That the ones closest to you Can hurt you the most. I trusted you alone And you stabbed me in the back
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
Et tu Brute
Cold rigid steel ****** its way inside My Skin; Quarrying away drops of blood. I wonder where it all went wrong Was I not kind? Not generous? Did I not make you smile Is it fair That the ones closest to you Can hurt you the most. I trusted you alone And you stabbed me in the back
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
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