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Jun 2011
Choke on the venom in your throat,
that burned away my care for you.
I toss away your words I wrote
that colored in a gracious hue.
All this time I stood by your side,
and defended you from bad words
that others quickly have supplied,
and replaced with great songs of birds.
So foolish in my thoughts of bliss,
that paved way for your mass abuse.
Nights I prayed for you to see this;
Instead you gave words that ******.
Another has received my sight,
one who will help me forget you.
when her image closes my night,
you're gone; with all the pain you drew.
In time I hope what drills your skull,
is how you lost me in this way.
Friendship found and revived, now dull,
brought about with want to betray..
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Julian Cardona
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