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Your large brown eyes and your tan skin haunt me again. You shout profanities Within my ear; that's all I hear. "Not good enough, Not pretty to me," You yell until I bleed. But you are an illusion, A fractal of my mind... But you are so real to me.
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
Illusion
Your large brown eyes and your tan skin haunt me again. You shout profanities Within my ear; that's all I hear. "Not good enough, Not pretty to me," You yell until I bleed. But you are an illusion, A fractal of my mind... But you are so real to me.
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
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