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Saturday, March 23, 2013
MeMoRy
My mind wanders back to a memory
of a time when my heart leapt with joy
then it comes back to where it is now and says
it was only because of a boy.
Though he made me feel happy, completed
it all, it turns out, was a lie
I was only a notch in his bedpost
when I think it, all I do is cry.
Where warmth was,a cold chill now blows
and the salt from my tears cloud my way
Not sure how to move out beyond here
to move on? to move up, or to stay.
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