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Jul 2011
If you knew I wasn't over you
would you feel pity
or think I was weak?
You moved on before the seasons changed
and this new light is a harsh reality
casting shadows on this vacant pillow.
My eyes bleed tears with every sunrise
because I know your heart has left
and I can't bait it back to mine.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011
Cassie Mae
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Cassie Mae
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