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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

10.

No longer shall
I say you
Were important but 
Only thing you were the
Last thing among my mind
To think about things I never
Could have
Would not make me
Sad
But make leap with joy
I no longer think 
You should be
Part of me
But I will to my own
Strong but yet weak
Alive but so close to death
I will not walk
But run from things
Like you
For you are no longer 
A person but thing
I would never want

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