So I wasn't even gonna put this up, because as a novelist and proletarian poet I have written far better pieces but then I was roped into putting it up anyways..........so yeah here goes:

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praetorian.10 · Answer

It's called My Undoing and its kinda depressing lol but yeah its just something I thought of the other day and put into words.

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An individual so beloved cannot simply be unloved; for it breaks the soul to sever such a connection. How so then, is it that some can do this so callously and with such ease? Oh, what I would give for the ability to erase all the memories that so haunt my dreams. And yet despite all my strength, all my intelligence, and all my prayers; I can think of nothing else. And I know I was done wrong by, and that perchance I am now better off - but it seems not that way to me, for despite everything I think of nothing else but she. And I know I am supposed to hate her, and attribute all this blame her doing; but I cannot help but love her; she is and always will be my undoing.

praetorian.10 · Answer

Prae, 02/12/2014

anonymous · Answer

I like it

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