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Elysia in oz |
April 24th, 2008
like how the rain won't cease its grip
off the window pane....
so slowly hope below me drops
i stand alone, ashamed
i thought you'd be here by now
instead you've gone away
my revenge gets sweeter when
you refuse to take my hand
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