You keep finding me alone somewhere
But I’m always where you leave me
Cold and quiet
Questioning your conceit
Questioning the ease of which you seized my heart
I keep getting torn apart somehow
But your hands never graze me
And I am forsaken,
Craving, aching
For your repudiation
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I like reading you, because your poetry kick starts my id. "Torn, abused and neglected. We shall not pass quietly." Thanks for the words and write on.... 
