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Jul 2015
You devour my idle moment’s mind

I’ve banished you, but you will not leave

We could have ruled the world

From atop our tower

Instead it sits on that hill top

A reminder of my lost conquest

I cannot return to it alone

Am I the wronged, or you?

I refuse to bury you in titles

“Betrayer, Fool, Heartbreaker”

You are not these

I complicated you

And now you have repaid all your debts

Nearly
Grey Vitzke
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