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For the last time
The first time I fell in love with a man he abused my heart.
The last time I was held was the last time I was held really tight.
The last time I said I love you to a man, he said it back to me.
The last time a man left me was the last time I fell.
The last time I opened my heart I was afraid to leave it open.
So I closed it swearing it would never be opened again.
The last time I told a man how I feel I was completely ignored.
The last time I wore my heart on my sleeve it got dirty and abused.
The last time I loved was the last time I really lived.
So for the last time I close my heart and wait to die.
poem
by
Shelly Shelly
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