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Dec 2012
It was the drawer that housed your love
which caused me to draw breath.
It had been a long time since I had seen that drawer.

I had hoped to never see that drawer again,
to never remind myself of what I left.
But here it was,
beside me as I slept.

I awoke in the morning,
determined.

Tonight.
Tonight I would tear it out.
Written by
Merrick McTaggard  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Sammi
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