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Prayer
Longing for hate to take the place of this hurt which burns in a heart that yearned...
Wishing to deny how you've made me cry My nature you have plundered now my esteem is cast asunder...
Cuirsing thie grief which has found no relief tears, songs, and writing poetry cannot replace whatyou have torn from me...
Used, and discarded you have quickly departed from a scene you helped create: you hadn't the temerity to commiserate...
K.E.C., 2 February 1996
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