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Murder
Contributed by
andrewhs
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Monday, 14th December 2009 @ 08:18:06 AM in AEST
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There was a new me in the mirror, for the old me was now lost
There hadnt been a trade in, though you wouldn't believe the cost
I woke up each day tearful, as the old me said goodbye
Me and my old self, each day he vanished more and more
As I became someone else before my own eyes
The old me had been murdered, she had taken him apart
And when I tried to put him back together, I couldn't find his heart
It was painful trying to remember exactly how it was lost
No there hadnt been a trade in, but you wouldn't believe the cost
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2009-12-14 08:18:06]
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Re: Murder
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by shelby on
Monday, 14th December 2009 @ 09:59:12 PM AEST
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OUCHHHHHH! This is painful to read, reaches right out and stings the reader.
The poem is flowing but flowing with tons of hurt. I hope that fades into better tomorrows soon.
Peace N Hugs
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