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Mar 2013
the poison in you is poisoning me
i want to destroy something beautiful
conflict, conflict, conflict, flight
run away, hide away into the night
take the vase, take the flowers
throw it all away
because when you stab at yourself,
you're stabbing at me
none of it ever matters.
Elizabeth A Babin
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