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Willow Grierson Apr 2013
You took my heart,
With your bare hands.
You tore it apart,
Strand by strand.
I picked them up,
And sewed them back,
But there will always be a scar,
And you know that.
What did you intend,
did you want to hurt me?
Well mission accomplished,
that you can see.
Just please go away,
I cannot take no more,
Be on your way,
And don't knock on my door.
I'm going to leave now,
So goodbye forever.
So long farewell,
I'll miss you forever.

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