To he who I’ve not met, listen up close,
You soon will regret your venomous dose.
Although they are not invested in me,
I feel just the same, I won’t let you be.
You must not have known what you did unbind,
The precious, the best, that which I can’t find.
Three years and then you let it all go,
Discarded away, all that I know.
I would love to be the one to deal justice to you,
But I don’t know a greater pain than what you’ve put yourself through.
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