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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

You. Yeah, you.

Just when I thought you were gone
You had to go and drag me back into the
pathetic tumble
that is your life.

To you
Enough.
I don't understand the fascination.
Secretly, it makes me burn with satisfaction
that you have this obsession.
But my life was a better place
before you waltzed into it
And after I cast you out.

You have no right to pity
From me.

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