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13h
i burn with fury
he could leave me
but i don’t have that luxury
he saved himself from me
i am held hostage
by this obligation to live
his abandonment is not termed
selfish the way mine would be
so i stay
alone with the knowledge that i am someone people leave
someone everyone leaves
i wish i could leave too
Written by
Kyla
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     rick, Dency, Abby and Mary Huxley
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