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Jun 2011
Misery, sadness, and heart break
are all within my wake.
Broken pieces scattered about
of the things I've thrown out.
Untold secrets, not quite lies
bring about all these goodbyes.
Vivious and vile you will see
are the words used for me.
****** away your heart I will
letting all your emotions spill.
Unrelenting, cannot stop,
all their walls begin to drop.
Swooping in I take the leads
sooner or later, they all heed.
Toying like a coy cat
up until the mouse goes splat.
Finished with this little game
who is the next to be mamed?
Written by
Emily Coon
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