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May 2012
I'll leave you to see I'm not worth it
bury it all away to die
don't cry my name
festering and reeking of misery
there's a slight denial in forgetting all this
knowing the lack power you secretly harbor in your broken soul
you wont let it go
but you could at least try
Written by
Evelyn Colbolt
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