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Protest

Protest

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You walk away.

I protest.

Not to stop you.

But, for taking a part of the broken me, with you.


Leaving me to suffer like a misfit.

Incapable of love.

Cowered of losing my heart again.

I protest.

So, I could be on my feet too.


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