Saturated

June 6, 2008
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Saturated with tears and stained with lies.
No wonder, every night, my aching heart cries.
The hatred hides in a place— dark and deep.
No focus on the promises you had sworn to keep.
I was so happy, I must admit.
But, my heart, never again will I submit.





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