Something More

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50 shades of grey underneath my eyes; 

Confessing to crimes deemed worthy of your

demise.

18 years of torture and pain in plain sight; 

Crossed difference between wrong and

right.

1 year on my internal debate deciding if I

Should even go on, should I just 

die?

1 hour when you smiled and told me

You cared; it only took that long for me to

see.

There was something...

more.

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