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Feb 2015
This sting penetrates my being,
I want to wail aloud to mourn what was.
I want to hit you, kiss you, scream at you.
You've cut all ties with me,
A fresh start for you,
A reawakening of pain for me.

I wish it didn't have to be like this,
I wish we had had more time.
Don't do this.
Please.
Coconut Skins
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