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Dec 2014
I'm so infuriated.
I have no one anymore.
The emptiness of my soul mimics the darkness of my mind.
My chest holds but nothing other
than the barren desert
where my heart used to lie.
There is no room for good,
in the magnitude of my hate.
I despise you for leaving me
I adore you for the sweet memories we share.
Too bad you took them when you
walked out the door labeled
*"MY LIFE"
I don't know anymore.
Willow
Written by
Willow  New York
(New York)   
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   Weeping willow, --- and wordvango
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