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Mar 2013
My heart rose and fell with the tide of your shadow,
I tied a noose around my memories,
wrung every bit of emotion out of their delicate pages,
trying to figure out where I went wrong.

Empty drawers and broken promises,
I ache for a warm body beside me at night

I feel broken and bruised and used and abused
and I still don't know where I am.
I used to look for you for direction but now we are separated by much more than distance.
Everything seems strange and unfamiliar,
and I am so alone
Portland Grace
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Portland Grace  23/F
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