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Dec 2011
the gold peaks about on the shoulders of the mountain top

as the lies we let sink in hit hard like a rock

the echo of words fill my brain

sinking in like stormy night of endless rain

repeated in pitters and splattered in patters

did you honestly think your excuses would matter?

you swallow for a gulp of air that you dont deserve

to inhabit your body, to keep you reserved

the snear of hatred skims your lips

then i tell you im done with this

im done with you and your presence

your sick denial and childness

i’ll walk out of your life

and push you out of mine

because frankly

you were never worth my time
Michaela Ginter
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