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refurnish my thoughts to live without
your words going in the left door
stepping on my heart then leaving
out the right with your footprints
stained and leaving my tears to wash
up my home where my dreams have capture
the moment that you once loved me
but now hurt me with your anger

turning every corner to see your
smile but not a smile of happiness
as i like to see though a smile of
revenge is none the less a smile
even as i am the victim of your demise

compare my thoughts with that of
a person whom is happy and secure
with someone they love and you will
see spikes on a chart that looks
like those in the stock crash of the
1930's and they do look similar to the
spike you drove through my heart