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Nov 2015
Drips fall
From the ceiling above

As water seeps through
The floor upstairs

Just as the rain
Falls down
Eventhough
The world outside
Is cold

There you lie
In a damp
And ****** grave

I never understood
A thing about pain
Until you left my heart cold
In the November rain

Nothing but
a heart that aches
Can become silent
Leaving a crimson stain

You left yourself
Exposed
******
And
Dead

The water
Became your refuge
As you slipped
From this life
To the next

A day does not go by
That I don't feel the pain begin
Again
A dark cloud
Haunting me

A year goes by
And there is no rain
It's frozen
As I've been sense that day
Katherine Laslie
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Katherine Laslie
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   --- and mickey finn
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