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Nov 2014
This feeling,
It's of pain.
Anguish..
******..

This wrenching pull,
The gaze of ******.

You rejected me,
For many years.
You have rejected a mother before.
Now your daughter is next.

How do you feel?
Now that your have ripped my heart,
From the weakened rib cage.
Tearing it to pieces!

How do you feel now?
Now that I see the truth.
It's over.
Dark Jewel
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Dark Jewel  20/F/Greenville, SC
(20/F/Greenville, SC)   
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