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Oct 2010
I do not need your adage,
Nor your condescending look,
To make it seem so simple,
To give back what I took.
It's mine now, it belongs to me,
And I'll sacrifice no more,
And I won't accept the blame of Fate,
For leaving it at my door.
deanena tierney
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