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Jun 2015
I  am the inconsequential name upon your lips,
the one that fades and dies.
I am the liquor upon your breath,
the one that feeds your lies.

A memory of tangled sheets,
so darling and benign.
My eyes they flash a desperate smile
before we intertwine.

fingers tremble,
audacious touch,
but nervous and so shy
with practiced hands, speak timidly
to silence you with lies.

to quell my heart with false facade,
to set my mind at ease
to tell my myself that for tonight
my loneliness will cease.

I shudder with unrequited fear,
this is all I'll ever know,
I'll become the girl you tell your love
you didn't really know.
2014-01-03 at 9.57.25pm
wen ni
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wen ni  New Zealand
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