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Jun 2014
I felt like a jilted being
I never harbored fleeing
Your actions disagreed
This stress is not in need
I constantly waited in pain
For you to explain
Why you never leave
So that I could grieve
Over advantages you took of me
Then live my life alone yet free
From the cruelty
Of humanity
Now I relieved all the stress I could
As I lay in a pool of my own blood
Written by
Cheyenne Brown
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