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Apr 2012
Your apology has no effect on me.

I still loathe you.

To think,
that once,
I hungered for your approval.

For a while,
your words,
lingered in the scent of the air.

I could,
almost,
taste how forced your defense was.

Your regret hovers above our heads.

You have no remorse.
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2012
Cassie Mae
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