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Sep 2014
Her words only hit the glass,
as they ricochet from off my boundary,
Useless trails are only errors to me,
try and try again,
but your actions are futile,
sickened from your arrogance,
maddened from your incompetence,
why must this red string bind us?
Fate beckons us together,
but I walk the length of the string,
keeping you at arm's length,
Don't announce your recent event,
you try over and over to replace me,
I'll never fill that gap,
the emptiness I left in you,
Lie and Love is all I can conjure,
love for a mother whom I see now and then,
Lies for someone special I can't bare to hurt.
AnnaMarie Jenema
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AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
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