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Feb 2014
And now I bid you
goodbye.
farewell.
adieu.

I'm finished with your
shenanigans.
You tore me down,
broke me into
pieces.

But now I'm doing
me.
I'm letting you go.

Because it's tiring
crossing oceans
for someone
who won't cross
a puddle
for you.
Kyrstin Mohler
Written by
Kyrstin Mohler  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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