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Wanderlust May 2014
Leaving her in the mud to rot  
He flees from what he refuses to explain
not giving her life a second thought
To the words she wishes to dissertatin
He goes on living. With friends to abide by his sickening plot
While she remains tied to his lies
He forgets her existence. She begs for an answer yet he does not talk
She apologizes, however does not know why
to him she was only a place to put his ****
He never cared, he only wanted to ****
Now he moves on, while she lies awake wishing to die
He brags to all his friends, that she is nothing more than a ****
Love is not real. There is only lust
A false hope that everything is alright.
She used to hold him with her trust
And now her eyes have yet to see a tearless night

— The End —