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Post by onyxfiretear on Nov 27, 2004 13:17:58 GMT -5
Why can't you leave me be I cut my ties from you Setting you free Go away never to return
Stop speaking to my friends Finding out my number Just to rub your life in my face In hell is where you belong
I burned all your letters Destroyed your ring Shredded your shirt Still you loom
You are like a disease That wont heal I am dead to you You made damn sure of that
Let me rest in peace Stop trying to find me Like some damned leech Good Bye
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Post by Aaron Graf on Nov 27, 2004 16:23:23 GMT -5
Seems like this would be firt for the Feminist poetry section, deals with standing up to a stalker in a sense......well done...but I hope you don't mind if I move this.
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Post by cumslut on Feb 22, 2005 0:21:46 GMT -5
This is a good poem. I think that you are a great writer. I do have to agree with Aaron on this one.
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