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Mar 2011
i'd give you my heart,
but i'm afraid you'd break it.
heart breakers break hearts, they say,
and you play your cards right.
see you took my heart off
that silver platter,
cut it in slivers and
as the rain pattered
against the windowsill
you handed it back,
with a note that simply read, "*******."
3/12/11.
amanda cooper
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amanda cooper  31/F/va
(31/F/va)   
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   Sarah Wilson
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