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May 2014
Why did you do this to me?
For I, in seriousness, was fine.
The lines were drawn, walls were clear,
For once in years my heart was free.
I'd slowly grown, building strength
To forget all that we were.
And at the mountain's top is where you found me,
Pushed me back down that ******* hill.
You crashed all that I'd carefully built,
And not in the good way, mind,
In less than, what, a millisecond?
My common sense, you killed.

What possibly posessed you.

To push my hopes skyward.

Only to ignore me since then.

I'm broken again, it's true.


Thanks again. I hope you're happy.
A K Krueger
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A K Krueger  California
(California)   
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