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Jul 2016
You stomped a hole in my heart,
and left a permanent scar, such a ugly sight.
Just another thing that floods my eyes with salty regrets.

My heart, my poor heart so weak from the blow, its to the point where i have to demand it to keep beating.
I was ****** by lies and high hopes.

You darkened my image, you twisted my thoughts,
the invisible pain slits another line in my sore skin,
releasing a brief numbing effect.

So angry at the world cause i no longer see it.
Is this all we live for ?
Brief happiness, brief moments and then pain...
A.W
Alexis Walkes
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Alexis Walkes  Barbados
(Barbados)   
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   --- and Mirela TotiΔ‡
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