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Let them have it; it's theirs

 Beauty goes out of the world and it's only the beating of flesh that fills the air. It's only the moaning of some whore made good by the bank balance of a richer man. Let them bang on at it. Let the flesh smells rot the air. As for this withering part of the tree, As for me:  I will enjoy the last rays of the sun.  People are such a disappointment.
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Good idea for next time: Choose someone who doesn't leave

 I sacrificed a lot for her; my time, my sanity, my health, my financial wellbeing. . . And now where is she?  I look around me and no one's there.

And when the girl leaves, you always dream about her. You always think, "What could I have done differently? Could I have saved the situation? Was it my fault? Am I the loser here?

Well the bottom line is, she wasn't the person I thought she was. She was hell to stay with and hell to leave. . .

And now I can choose whoever I want, although, I think I should probably choose someone in line with my beliefs: For one thing, don't just leave when the other person is experiencing problems in life. Don't kick a dog when they're down. She did. 



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