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Apr 2013
I am empty,
Miserable,
Loved.

I do not deserve to live.
I deserve nothing.

I am forever in this body until it dies.
Until my flesh has become dust,
And I am once again reunited with the stars.

Give up on me, poor fellow.
Your love is suited elsewhere.
Be happy and free without me.
Anastasia M
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Anastasia M  Dallas, TX
(Dallas, TX)   
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