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Jan 2015
"Stay safe,
Stay safe,"
You beg of me.
I wish to comply,
But I can only cry,
"Don't you see?"*
I can't control
Or guarantee
My thoughts,
My safety.
You tell me that
You don't want me
Hurt,
You don't want me
Gone...
But I'm charred, burnt.
Wrong.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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