December 3, 2008
My broken heart lay heavy inside me,
On the ground his sword lain
The stabbing scars deeper now,
Thoughts of his pretending doth burn my heart in vain
His once kind and gentle soul
Now stained like inky tar
Send this message out to all who feel like me,
And punish our b****es wherever they are...

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