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Apr 18
In your absence
I’m a little angry that you left me
to smolder in sadness
Aching. Lonely. Alone.
Again

Such a fool for you!

The most I can do
Is lash out with pitiful words
because your ghost refuses to be buried
I wish sometimes that I, like you
Could just choose to
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Rubyredheart
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Rubyredheart
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