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Aug 2015
An empty kiss.
Your vacant eyes.
All of your lies.
I can't stand this.

I run away,
yet you will follow.
I feel so hollow
only everyday.

Get out! Leave!
I cry for mercy,
but you cannot see.
I can't conceive.

What do you want?
I gave you plenty,
now I'm so empty.
No more! You shan't!

Fine! Take it.
Here you have my sanity.
All for your **** vanity
while I rest in a pit.
Krusty Aranda
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