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I sent you
A message

After a couple of
Minutes
I deleted my account
I wanted to talk to you
But
I know
Your still mad
So
I'll give it
A few more years
Just know
I am truly
Sorry
&
It was my fault

There's nothing
More frighting
Than thinking
That
I'll never
be able
To tell you
these words
Face-to-Face
That
I'll never
See you
Again
From The Collection "A Work Of Art"
I still believe
that
You're the best
I wish
I was
Not so
Childish
Not
So much
Me
My actions
I regret

I hope you know
that
Nothing
Not one
Compares
To
You

Nothing less
Than
Five stars
From The Collection "A Work Of Art"
  4d H A Vitatoe
Puds
There Is A Tipping Point
Between Life And Death
Silent Screams & Decaying
Breath
Its Creeping Webs Of Endless
Seams
Have Corridors That Empty
Dreams.
HOPE TO SEE YOU ALL AFTER SUMMER
I have let myself go
No more haircuts
No more make-up
Just all natural
Like a wild woman
Minus the fun
Still Mourning
over you
It seems like
It will
never end
From The Collection "A Work Of Art"
The picture
that you drew
You said
give to him
I kept it
I'm the one
who seeked you
Not him
Binding us
Forever
My friend
From The Collection "A Work Of Art"
Remember when I told you
I could blend in
anywhere.
Another Lie.
You see,
I'm really not
the modern type.
I saw all your
nifty antiques.
I didn't think
you were modern either.
Guess I was wrong.
From the Collection
"WORK OF ART"
H A Vitatoe May 30
It's Not Original
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