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11/12/2017 7:24:44 AM
Erika Whitmore Posts: 1
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You may think you knew me well That you had me figured out My aims, my goals… My heart and soul What makes me tick, what I'm about You wrapped yourself in your beliefs Your blanket of protection You caused me nights and days of endless grief Always doubting my affection All was said, yet nothing heard My words had no affect For it was your delusion you preferred Over treating me with respect You thought you knew just how I felt The “fiendish plots" I planned Distrust and doubt, the cards you dealt Made for a rotten hand Recalcitrant,unshakable You built your fortress high With foggy glass unbreakable My heart left out to dry I once wished that you'd believe And see the real me… But you insisted that I deceived, So I had to set you free We wandered off and lost our Way In opposite directions… My broken heart could never pierce Your filter of deception. edited by Flibberdigibbit on 11/12/2017
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