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May 2014
Sitting around.
Saving up energy for round 2.
The silence says more than the screaming to ensue.
Love and war means all is fair.
No amount of empty notions
Could make up for the emotional disrepair.
Sit in the corner tearing out your hair.
No bell rings to start this fight.
Written by
Haley Deese
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