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Mar 2012
Dear love, I’m so sorry.
I’ll have been used up and broken,
By the time you’re calling.

Dear Heartache, I love you.
But I think it’s time to leave,
It’s our moment to be parting.

Dear Confidence, I apologize.
I’ve only seen you for brief moments,
When will this friendship be started?

Dear Hate, I just can’t.
I’ve let you live here for so long,
And I’ve been left discarded.

Dear Sorrow, please no more.
My eyes can’t keep up.
This well is drying.
Blake Howard
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