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Mar 2012
You left me standing here
With no plastic baggies
Who's gonna clean up the mess that was my heart?

Or will it dry in the sun
Until the flies don't even come around anymore?
Will it be eaten by dogs?
Do you even CARE????
Loveless Wraith
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