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Jul 2011
I won't leave now
I'll cry when it's a mess
I'll keep on pretendingΒ 
I'm a *******
I guess
To the pain of my own life

I can see how this ends
It ends with you walking,
Me cryingΒ 
Of course you won't change
You never have
I never could

But I'll be wallowing
With the tears,
I'm swallowing
And in a way I'll be happy
With the way
This was meant to be
Please leave me some critique if you have any. I feel like this poem still needs some editing.
Matthew Meriwether
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