The Day
When I discovered the secret not my for ears I died.
When I saw the broken end to the ties that binded us I died.
When you shut me up and locked me out I died.
You killed me on the day my world ended.
On Friday, I died.
Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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