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Mar 2011
So, if I said to you just leave...
You won't.
I say you are ruining me,
You're not.
I would have to disagree,

Slowly, over the years I have become stronger.
Still too weak to give up.
Too proud to say that I, myself had failed.
It's not me at all.
I survived, I conquered.
You failed your battles.
I suffer.

I have fought, and fought,
battled my own demons and won.
Stared my fears in the face,
and shot them down.
Yet, here you stand,
You weak, weak man.
Not even admitting,
that you cannot.

You lie,
to the honest.
You break,
all that's good.
You take,
my happiness'
You rip
me open.
You,
are the worst part of me.
Ingrid Ohls
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Ingrid Ohls  Guelph, ON
(Guelph, ON)   
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