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Jul 2010
I give you everything,
I say no more,
You leave me standing by the door.
I want to stay,
I want to fight,
But you won’t listen to my plight.
I leave the light on,
I go to bed,
Thoughts of you churn round my head.
I feel empty,
I feel sick,
You turn me off with a click.
I’ve given up,
I’ve hit dawn,
But you won’t miss me when I’m gone.
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   Emily Krol
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