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You would love me more if you knew the things I don't say love me more for the tears repressed/unseen the thoughts that rise yet fast sequestered, virus quarantined, lest infection spread occasional moan groan an Ebola moon June escapes, inquiring ears overhear and ask... but quick deflected with a ** hum, nothing luv, pushed back into the hidey hole of opprobrium and acid reflux why why suppress if loving you better the net net of it? this is not the candy coated, but the coal glow strife that cannot be quenched nor solved with anti-pain meds so put away, aside, push back inside you would love me better for the sharing, but love me enough for the be I be, let my roughened edged pains, be buried with my remains a love unfettered will place no obstacle before you from within me love me for the man I am, just the average man iam, knowing that not knowing all, not a deceit, but a reprieve, what I share, strained and sleeved, tho unrelieved, it is relief that burdens but, only me
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
you would love me more
You would love me more if you knew the things I don't say love me more for the tears repressed/unseen the thoughts that rise yet fast sequestered, virus quarantined, lest infection spread occasional moan groan an Ebola moon June escapes, inquiring ears overhear and ask... but quick deflected with a ** hum, nothing luv, pushed back into the hidey hole of opprobrium and acid reflux why why suppress if loving you better the net net of it? this is not the candy coated, but the coal glow strife that cannot be quenched nor solved with anti-pain meds so put away, aside, push back inside you would love me better for the sharing, but love me enough for the be I be, let my roughened edged pains, be buried with my remains a love unfettered will place no obstacle before you from within me love me for the man I am, just the average man iam, knowing that not knowing all, not a deceit, but a reprieve, what I share, strained and sleeved, tho unrelieved, it is relief that burdens but, only me
11-1-14
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
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