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Haunting Past
by Shelby ©
I have hurt the one,
That meant the most.
I told him good bye,
But my heart holds him close.
Pardon my tears,
For I would rather die.
Then to see the hurt,
I caused in his eyes.
I love him more,
Then he will ever know.
But for his happiness,
I had to tell him to go.
What I wouldn't give,
To replace the past.
All the painful memories,
Come back to haunt me at last.
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