dondeestanlosjaguares sometimes i put myself to ponder, that you had a noose tied around my neck. never letting me be, and never letting me see, yet opening my eyes to self-discovery of which i've never known. and sometimes i feel like that noose was tied for your pleasure though you said it was more from your indecisiveness. but you've cut the string and i'm no longer hanging there. sad to know i was hanging over the edge. now i am falling into an abyss of loneliness and despair. now i feel the pain of solitude and a sense of abandonment. you had to do what you had to do, in order to be happy. there i find my only sense of relief, but that will not rescue me from my forsaken fall. sad, yes. somebody had to lose, i'm just glad that you were the winner. 041006
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