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Jul 2016
I sit silent
As my pain sits quiet
In the back of my head
The back of my heart
I must make room
In honor of you
Every inch of me
You filled to the brim
Every one of those inches
I'll slowly give to him
Not because I hate you
I am not mad
I will always love you
With every inch
But I'm learning now
That those inches must be shared
For the sake of my sanity
For the sake of yours
I must be prepared
To fall in love again
HeatherBeth
Written by
HeatherBeth  Elizabeth City
(Elizabeth City)   
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