#12 Just a memory. (Poem)

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You don't understand 

what you do to me.

or how fragile 

  my heart can be.

You build me up,

to break me down

You fix my heart,

to rip it out.

I'll never understand

this sick game you play

or how you can think

that everything's okay.

I'll let you loose me

there's nothing holding you to me

you'll forget soon enough

and soon I'll just be a memory. 

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