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Feb 2014
Another silent yelling match with eyes as mouths
Stares of betrayl and self-disgust
Shot at each other while we sit and rust
An embarrasing tantrum without a blush
Withouy regret
Till your words split me in half
I cant tell if i love or hate
What i have
Written by
Zac Walter
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