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I said to go away,

but there is still a part of me

that wishes you didn't.

The finality breaks my heart,

the last nail of the coffin

of our sordid affair. 

I might cry all day,

reminiscing about the fun we had

and the pain I felt. 

It guts me like a fish;

I feel turned inside out

as everything in me spills out. 

And I'm bleeding profusely,

pouring like a waterfall

as the tears never stop.

You will be on my mind

until I have remembered 

every single last detail.