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Jul 2013
Thinking back to the lies you told me,
Your name hurts to even read,


I want to shatter that jar,
I want to see how far,
    This torment will go,


I want to burn out the sun,
I want to set free some,
Of my demons,


Let him die!
Let you die!
LET GO
Drown in the past!
It won’t last!
JUST GO


Replaying that time you used me,
Hurt to the point I couldn’t see,


Do you remember,
I didn’t surrender,
    Never quit,


The things we said,
The words we meant,
    Were nothing,
    To you.

-May 27th 2013
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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