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Feb 2016
I no longer care for you
***** up your life,
     Loose your friends,
          Become a gypsy.
Your path no longer concerns me.
You use to have my empathy.
A long road,
      many names called...turned to sympathy.
I tried to be nice,
     Help you,
         Even when you silently cried,
It became clear things were unraveling for you
     To destroy any feeling of affection happened
     You hurt me...
           ...those I love...
                ...cannot be described.
At the beginning I wanted to be your friend,
How could you?
Morgan Hillhouse
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Morgan Hillhouse
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