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Jun 2012
Let me go.
I can't survive with you always here.
I am a rose,
Pluck my petals and I am
                                              NOTHING

She won't let me go,
She still grips my stem,
Even though her hands stream blood.
If you love me like you say you do,
Then
                       LET
                        ME
                       GO.
ThisIsWar
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ThisIsWar
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