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Jan 2013
The Crescent Moon Sits Above Me Watching,
As Your Memory Slips Through My Head,
As Effortlessly As A Blood Clot

I Started To Write A Poem Right In These Lines,
About Your Neglect To Me, And My Heartbrake,
About The Wrong Road Which Didnt Have Signs,
How You Stabbed My Heart With A Wooden Stake
And I Started To Cry And Then I Smiled And Said,
Why Should I Cry Over The Roadkill,
Which Lay Untouched And Stiff In My Soul,
If They Were Alive I Would Just Sob Harder
And Why Should I Waste A Cyber Tree,
For This Cyber Paper Because I'm No Longer Sad,
You Are Not Worth One Piece Of It,
Well I'm Glad To Say...
You Hold My Heart No Longer
I Never Knew The Power Of Unwanted Days Of The Year.. 1 Year Since Them And I Am Strong..
I Dont Say This Often But I'm Proud Of Myself
Sydney Victoria
Written by
Sydney Victoria  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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