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The War Is Over

And finally This time was different…it was the final goodbye. He is the light, my whole, the pure How do you know where to fall if you cant see? "And I will be content in every circumstance.” With how many abandonments I have experienced you would think Id be used to it, right? It hurts so much each time…. I know the process…. I can't help being sad though…how do you move on knowing they're out there just fine and moving on. Oh wait, there's no cholce but to go on. Its soul crushing. It’s living in agony some days until it gets better. Hopefully it stays better longer this time. To the better days ?????? What is the joke of life? Death. It’s hard to let go of the concept that no one cares while simultaneously wrapping your head around the fact that the person you knew put up a facade. Feel my wrath and feel my fury for I am a scorned woman. Some people go to their grave with their lies for that I will never understand. No shame. It shall come to us all, Death. The Great Divide

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Date: 12/23/2023 4:59:00 PM
I see you're a bit of a darkie. I used to read alot of suicide/cutting poems on Deviantart. Got old after a while. Still, never mess with a woman scorned I always say...
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