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Jul 2016
Oh darling.
I am sorry for leaving.

But you need to understand
Where I am going
You can’t come along.

I can’t let you be consumed
By the flames at our feet
When I fall to hell.

I let go now
So you wouldn’t have
To fall to hell with me.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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