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Gone

June 5, 2008
By Anonymous

There's a scar on my chest
where my heart use to be.
When me and him
use to be him and me.

There's evidence of this deed
on my body and face.
I button up my shirt and smile,
to hide any trace.

I see him often,
and try to hide my pain.
My heart is now gone,
and he's the one to blame.


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