If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: Shattered Illusions

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Shattered Illusions

I borrowed you for a bit fell in love without knowing it thought you were heaven sent, when you were just hell bent to taunt and torment. Now you are my regret someone I’d rather forget I want to blame you for it but no matter your cruel intent I knew you were never meant to be something permanent. Sign in to see full entry.

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