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by Emma Nov 14, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Don't look at me like that. It's fine. I don't expect him to stay mine. You can be happy. I won't moan and groan. I just want him to die alone. He can't be happy - you can, though; Anyone's love can grow and grow. But him happy's a thing I can't condone. Please don't stop him dying alone.