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May 2012
"You're selfish; you're a *****."
I hear the words again.
They flash before my eyes,
Oh, where do I begin?
My best friend he was,
Accepting of my flaws.
And I walked away, just because.
All the lonely days, all the sleepless nights,
I couldn't seem to forget.
But now he's gone; my heart can rest.
My soul can be at peace.
The cracks, the breaks,
The misery,
Left floating in my wake.
I glanced behind me, hesitate,
Until I think again...
"You're selfish; you're a *****."
And I remember to forget.

9/30/09
Written by
Julia Morris
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