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Apr 2014
You are left here
all alone & bitter,
feel used up,
by those
who bewitched you
with promises of forever,
who took intimate-liberties
& who's to know
the result
of sudden karma?

Certainly Dear Child,
nothing lasts that long,
even swan songs
sung in hell
have an ending.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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