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Jul 2013
Tears are falling from your eyes
but I choose not to wipe them away
and instead I let them stay.

selfish

Alone in your bed
with thoughts of harsh words that she said,
I choose not to listen
because I have fled and have left you astray.

selfish

Your heart, it is aching,
sharp knives, the pain from it's breaking
but I choose to not comfort you
from this trouble you are taking.

selfish

*but I do love you, and that may be the most selfish thing of all
Elise
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Elise  NYC
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