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Apr 2015
I'm trying to wash you away but I can't seem to get clean again and my eyes burn when I think of you and how you treated me like some piece of furniture instead of a complex being with thought and how you used me for your own personal physical emotional gains and I deleted all the pictures on my phone and I've hidden you everywhere I can but inside you're fighting back and I don't know where to put this feeling anymore.
at the corner between hate and indifference are where my feelings for you stand
I don't care what happens to you anymore but I can't help but wonder how you could have loved me like you said yet treat me with so much hate
What did I do to you? I'm sorry
Aoife Teese
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