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Feb 2019
Don't tell a soul,
You say when you're through.
Don't tell a soul that I did this to you.
I nod my head silently,
Face covered in tears.
I have to comply,
You're the worst of my fears.

I’m choking on sobs,
My hurt is overflowing.
But you’re sitting there smug,
Amused and glowing.

You walked away that day with little to say,
Not caring about the way I felt,
Not caring about me; without a doubt.
You left me and my ravished skin,
You left me, your most heinous sin.

Though you've moved on and gone your way,
I'll never forget that horrible day.
It’s been almost 9 months since it happened and I still feel it, still remember it, clear as day. Some days are worse than others. Last night was a bad one.
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dc  21/F
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   Rich Hues
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