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~Cross My Heart

You carved me an X 
Over my soul—as if it
Were buried treasure. 


Hope To Die

Who knew you'd be first
To leave me so high and dry
When all I was died.


I Couldn't Forget

Life tied my knot tight
Sick inside and so alone
Memory's virus.


If I Tried

Sometimes, I went back
My attempts all lost causes
But genuine hopes.

— The End —