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Aug 2015
You stole pieces of me
Maybe I gave them to you when you decided to give me yours
Maybe I shouldn't have ever opened that door
But you took yours back quickly, snatched them up and ran out
It took me a while to come out of the shock you left me in
To realize not only that you were leaving but you were leaving with mine too
And a year later
You want to flash a smile
Say you apologize
That you're guilty for it that you think of me daily and try to hand them back
A dog with it's tail tucked between his legs
Holding a shoe you tore to shreds between your teeth
But the truth is they were always yours
And I don't want them anymore
They don't fit me the way the used to
I've already stitched together different patches of myself so many times to try and become something whole
And then you try and hand them back, tainted with your scent and thoughts
You morphed them into something else
Everything I've spent so long try to compensate
Given back to me like it didn't mean a thing
Like I hadn't spent nights on the bathroom tiles crumbling because I was left with nothing
Like you hadn't stolen my heart and stitched my chest right back up without it
Like I hadn't filled my veins with all sorts of terrible things just to forget about how you had polluted everything
Or that I didn't even know how to be me without you
But in all the odds somehow I grew
I managed to get on living my life  
Without your knife pressed against me
Just for a year later you decide to give me this ****** up surprise
I don't want them and
I don't want you
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     Ignatius Hosiana
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