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Jul 2015
Absentee opinions accompanied by a faulty mouth
I hang in the silence in noose of other peoples needs.

I wanted to be special in the eyes of someone else
I played the body of her, while you imagined her face on mine until you realized

I am not her
Will not be her
Cannot be imagined as such.

For this I cried
and for that I feel empty.
Emma Amme
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