Can't Look Back

February 4, 2011
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Door slams shut.
My feet on the hot stone.
He's worked me into a rut,
And now I'm all alone.

Now I am alone,
I can't look back.
My heart is made of stone,
In love it now beings to lack.

Bright red stains my sack,
But I can't feel the pain.
The tears on my face in tracks,
And blood washes down the drain.

My feet stop at the rocky cliff,
I know it wasn't a lover's tiff.

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