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Mar 2015
I could be the person who knows you
but god knows you aren't ready and
here we are in the void
this ******* space that makes no
you and I
we are in it
even though I never asked to be

rejected postcards from friends tells me
I shouldn't be here
but you
you roped me in
you chose me and I didn't know I'd
get this deep
you were it
you gave me a fake cushion for the
and the hard seat hit harder
and I felt so pulled and stupid
but god knows you weren't ready
Written by
   Lexi Vinton and AJ
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