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Aug 2013
you stole her,
ripped her from my hands
and my heart,
you left me with an empty
space,
gaping and begging for
the love she once gave me;
but you'd stole her,
and all of the love she'd
ever given me,
and one day,
you will be
sorry.
mariah
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mariah  virginia
(virginia)   
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