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That was the night that everything Changed. The night I no longer felt beautiful When I felt less like a person And more like a body. That was the night that I lost all my Trust. When he says he just wants a cup of coffee But I expect something more. That was the night that I truly felt Hate. Towards him. Towards myself. I gave him the wrong impression. I never said no. It was my fault. It was my fault. It was my fault. But maybe Just maybe It wasn’t.
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
that was the night
That was the night that everything Changed. The night I no longer felt beautiful When I felt less like a person And more like a body. That was the night that I lost all my Trust. When he says he just wants a cup of coffee But I expect something more. That was the night that I truly felt Hate. Towards him. Towards myself. I gave him the wrong impression. I never said no. It was my fault. It was my fault. It was my fault. But maybe Just maybe It wasn’t.
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
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