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Sep 2016
it's the end of a less than
five minute conversation
some mumbled
excuse about exams
and a sighed okay
don't speak your mind
you know the repercussions
then that dreaded question
"are you mad"
at you?
no.
at myself?
maybe
at whatever being is
somewhere in
the universe?
I don't know.
But not you.
no, it's never you.
yeah, I know it *****
Sarah Caitlyn
Written by
Sarah Caitlyn  18/Androgynous/Greensboro NC
(18/Androgynous/Greensboro NC)   
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