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Apr 2013
You took my heart,
With your bare hands.
You tore it apart,
Strand by strand.
I picked them up,
And sewed them back,
But there will always be a scar,
And you know that.
What did you intend,
did you want to hurt me?
Well mission accomplished,
that you can see.
Just please go away,
I cannot take no more,
Be on your way,
And don't knock on my door.
I'm going to leave now,
So goodbye forever.
So long farewell,
I'll miss you forever.
Willow Grierson
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Willow Grierson  America
(America)   
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   The New Kestrel
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