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Nov 2013
Speak to me no more, my heartstrings fray

Rush down my cheek, for you have proven fears
To believe from me, you would think to stray!
Love me no more.

Wails from the hall my attention takes,
I listen and know there’s a heart that breaks.
Then remembering put out an arm, I stop the fall;
Only then I see, β€˜tis I who is in the hall.
Love me no more.


Friendship teaches but leaves me bruised,
For always I somehow seem to bend,
And believe stupidly falling to ruses.
So broken hearted pain has set a trend,
Love me no more.
Faith Barron
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Faith Barron
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   Emily Tyler
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