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Nov 2012
My heart like dry wall
Vandalized by you venom paint
Cover the bruises

Only you don't leave
When you tell me you are through
What else must you take?

I have grown weary
Of being pried by your hands
Every single day

Please just leave me now
My ill beating heart can bare
No more of your tricks
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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