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Mar 2012
Liar liar
I have a special telephone wire
there is not fire for you
just the inexpiable pain
because my eyes will not burn through you
nor will my words curse your name
there is not more fish in the sea
because we are on land not in the sea
neither will they say to let them go
because you are not a bird to let go
not unwanted or unloved
all was lost in the end
because my friend
the sun is gone
and the night is on
no one will know that you are gone
because I am you and you are me
and none are here to see.
what they really need.
More randomness that doesn't really make sense.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
(31/United States)   
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   Andy Cave
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