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Monday, November 21, 2005


Poem
You broke me long ago,
you left me on the floor
to weep the tears never heard
you wanted me your whore.

Why you changed I do not know
but it's poisoned me.
A much more deeper wound than physical. It's scarred me emotionally.

At times I will love you,
at times I will hate.
But hopefully, if God is merciful,
your forgivness will just be late.

I've held a knife to my wrist
so many times before.
But than I would get scared,
I'd drop it to the floor.

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