If I could rip out a page
in the diary of you,
to take it all back
that's what I'd do,
erase all the lies
all the tears that I've cried
I would,
just so we
could start anew
If I could mask all the scars
emotional and mental,
cross out all the bad
so that your story would flow,
and it would be ok
to miss you,
to entertain these thoughts that
haunt my mind,
what would I find,
but empty pages....
composed 2010
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