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Mar 2012
Sometimes I feel like a fool for going down this path,

But I don’t exactly regret it.

Yes, I know…

Everyone told me to turn around,

To back track and be quick about it,

But it was one of those things where

I had to know for myself.

I kept hearing your voice calling my name,

And I searched for you day and night…

Only to find it wasn’t you that was calling me,

But your heart.

It lay there on the ground, crying out and bleeding.

Your body was nowhere to be found.

You knew what you had to do;

you left.

But your heart wasn’t in it,

So you left it here.

I have half a mind to leave

Mine with it,

And do what I have to do.
Elizabeth
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