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Sonnet to Erasing the Past

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Growing weary, feeling tired; heartless!
My loss tears me, pains me, kills my trusting.
Do you even know that you were artless?
All that could have been is lost and rusting

In the piles of dreams and hopes I tasted
As I waited thinking you would be there.
All my thoughts of you that I had wasted
While I lost my time, and dreamed of your care.

This is my fault, I was so believing
That your words of friendship carried meaning.
I had never thought of you deceiving
For I could not think of you demeaning.

Loss of honor in this horrible way,
Inconceivable in you to this day.

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