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Jul 2016
You left me in this desolate place
he said
and my eyes reflected the hurt
full of tears unshed
and maybe I did
Maybe I subconsciously
rearranged the universe
so all the hurts in the world
sat upon his head
In his mind
I was his worst enemy
all the while pretending to be
his friend
Perhaps
I am silently trying
to bring about
the end
it hurts to hear you are the problem, not the solution :(
Helen
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Helen  nowhere special
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