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May 2018
You left...
You didn’t say bye.
Left without a note,
Explaining the why.

Was it something I did or something I said?
We could’ve talked this out.
But you left...
Without telling me what it’s about.

You left...You disappeared,
what a coward thing to do.
Perhaps this had nothing to do with me.
Maybe you left because of you.

I was being real.
And you were just cold as steel
Mario Bañuelos
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Mario Bañuelos  Illinois
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