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Oct 2010
As I pause to take in the view
I quiver in thinking that you
Are somewhere in it
Call me a cynic

Treating me the way that you did
Opened up wounds I felt close as a kid
They aren't bleeding
Only impeding
The growth of my skin

With this hole you left in my days
I am slowly thinking of ways
I'm getting better
Since I met her

She dances like you never danced
Making me so extremely entranced
Seeing her moving
Is improving
The damage you did
The last of my poetry on the ex, finished about a few months later than necessary.
Written by
Robert Key
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