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Jun 2016
We have to do this,
I’m sorry,
It is, as they say,
The only way.

And I have to do it myself,
Cause,
For it to be done,
By someone else,
Would be wrong,
So wrong,
I need to see it slip away,
Kiss it goodbye as it goes.

And it will hurt,
I won’t lie to you,
It will hurt,
In so many ways,
But it will,
I promise you,
Be worth it,
You will be free,
And shortly followed by me.

Drink, my darling,
Drink with me.
Written by
David L Butler  London
(London)   
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   DivineDao
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