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Mar 2016
I crossed your imaginary line
We both knew was there already
Your precision of dismemberment
Always failed to surprise me

People say duct tape fixes everything
But hatred and regret work even better
My world has been built from failures
That come from every single ******* letter

The devastation
You left my heart in
Clouds my perception
Of forgiveness
Have no idea what this turned into, but I don't want to get rid of it. I know it probably seems like none of these stanzas go together, but I'm lazy.
Justin Douglas Banks
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Justin Douglas Banks  28/M/Montana
(28/M/Montana)   
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