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May 2015
Daniel,
Our love is over
But Daniel,
Our love has never died
Is it possible to **** something
That has never lived inside?
You adore the steel of an engine's body
And I adore the steel of one's veins
We have our differences,
Too many to fix
And so I never bothered to complain
But that silence grew and grew inside me
Until honesty opened wide
You've helped me learn more about myself
And who I am inside
So I've grown to be expressive
And crave-full of a certain type
For two years I've owed my heart to you
Two years, of wasted time.
My ex's name isn't really Daniel
Myra
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Myra  24/F/Pennsylvania
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