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Tue, 01/12/2016 - 14:49 -- Dax

Should've known from the beginning

you'd end up hurting me

turning my remaning heart cold

I no longer believe anything from you

 

What changed you?

The guilt was too much for you?

You made me think I was weak

turns out it was you...

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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