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Sep 2013
It's my fault, my shortcoming..
Believing the words, they matched the actions.

A lifetime of memories, comfort, laughs....
Over, abrupt, shocking.

I found out from a stranger your name was not "friend"
It is Judas.

It's my fault.
Deb Morgan
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