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Aug 2015
Don’t you dare
Even think
Of turning that chiseled back
On me
I loved you
Cared for you
Now you walk away
Just walk away
Can’t handle my fury
Run to you
Scream and punch
Scratch slap
Bawling crying
Grab my wrists
Pull me close
Say “I don’t love her”
“You’re my only, you’re my all”
Lift me up, spin around
Kiss me hard, my head spins too
Let you go, and I say
“Don’t you dare
Even think
Of turning that chiseled back on me.”
Look so deep
In my eyes
And you swear
One final time
“Never”
This ***** and I'm sorry.
Jesica Dittemore
Written by
Jesica Dittemore  Lebanon
(Lebanon)   
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   Medhina Khanal
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