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Jun 2014
I hear your voice like a whisper
Taunting me, tormenting me,
With your words of secret....

The daggers of your tone,
The sharpness in your eyes.
     Are killing me slowly
            Until I am no more...

Your grip on my heart is painful
Your control of my mind destroys me
Your venomous words dissolve me
And yet I am still here

My Fault
My Tragedy
My Burden

My Life
My Promise
My Love
Missblackraven
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   John Stevens
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