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Jan 2012
As your soft words and smooth touch put me to sleep,
I longed for something better.

You gave me the world
And i left it to crumble on the floor.

I couldn't give you what you wanted
Because thinking about it made me sick.

Now your words are harsh and your touch non-existant.
Trying too many times has left us broken.

Never again.
Brynn Aster
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Brynn Aster
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