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Aug 2013
It hurts, how it hurts the soul.
To watch the one I love ignore me so.
To simply lose interest in me and all the strange things that I do.
To find out that you can be happy without me too.

To see that your days can be bright without me around
To know that you don't need me to lift you when you are down
You’ll forget me, for I am no longer needed nor wanted by you.
When someone mentions me, you will simply ask,“Who?"
Written by
Ashley Kindrex  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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