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9/15/09

Withered Rose

I'm not your toy,
For you to use,
Whenever you feel the need.

You can't just go back and forth,
My heart,
Never fallen so low.

Your lies are poison,
They consume my thoughts,
The venom overflows,
Through my veins,
I am a withered rose.

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