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Sep 2011
The past is in the past,
it's not supposed to last,
that's why it's the past.

Put the past behind you,
that's what you should do,
never let it bind you.

Bury your past if you can,
don't let it make you it's hatchet man,
that was your game plan.

The past came back to bite,
you felt it wasn't right,
so you cried and gave up the fight.

The past won outright,
and it did so with delight,
as you screamed and cried in fright.

Keep the past close on hand,
leave those under it's command,
and never let it walk the land.

Lest you be crushed offhand.
Hatchet man - one whose job it is to execute unpleasant tasks for a superior; A professional killer.
Written by
Renee  26/Gender Fluid
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