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Jul 2015
My eyes are swollen shut
I could never spell anyway
So I will just write the blurry words
Pushing their way out
Out of me

I am confused
Do rhe right thing be ignored
Do the wrong thing
Get his attention but he'll call you a *****
Cook and clean and be ready for love
It's simply not enough
Give less
give it to someone else
All his "feelings" come up
What the ****
I give up
DiamondGirl
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