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Jan 2018
You tore out my pride
when you returned to her
When you left me
You ***** my sanity
You rendered my soul blind
When you crushed it to pulp
You left me void of vanity

You tortured me sick
with your pity lies
When blind hope
you sent to my soul
When you rid yourself of my sorrow
You disgraced the pretty heart you stole

I took your mean tortured ways
and applied them to my own
My skin fell cell by cell
My soul without a home

Then the pieces found their way back to whole
A new mountain now to soar
A new life began within that struggle
No more heartache I would endure
victoria
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victoria  40/F
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