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May 2015
I don't know your true intention.
While I'm playing Red Dead Redemption.
You seem to make me smile in a way nobody else can.
I just mean....what the **** man?
Your attitude changed so abruptly.
I don't know what I did.
But you think the only way to feel better about your situation, is to drown yourself in alcohol.
***** preferred.
Just to make your thoughts slurr.
In a blur.
And put your head in a spin.
This isn't how you win.
Our love is like the Joker and Harlequin.
We're both clowns.
But your emotions aren't a joke.
I can't let you choke.
As I suffocate on my own tears.
You supply all of my fears.
For you, Jerry.
Luna Elora
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