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Nov 2014
Fist to the wall.
I had to fall.
I couldn't withstand the wounds
It could of killed me every moon
The thought of you walking out that door.
My body lost balance, hit the floor.
How dare you walk away?
All I needed you to ******* do was stay.
But you always wanted to play
Now you need to pay.
Gun in my hand, hurt in my heart.
This is an awful way to start.
I needed you to see.
That there was nothing more to me.
Then you.
Marina
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Marina  Delawhere?
(Delawhere?)   
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