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Aug 2013
I have nothing now but my pride,
Which may not keep me close
But we have never dealt with emotions.

Now you leave so willingly
My only choice to be as you are,
So cold and closed.

But inside I am drowning,
And like the lanes
it only takes one weakness to let in the flood.
Robyn Lewis
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