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Nov 2011
Why?
Because I don’t want to.
That’s not good enough.
Stop.
Oh, come on.* (with an innocent smirk.)
I don’t want…

Grab,
Push,
Pull,
Force.

Practically no decision.

Fake,
False,
Phony,
Forged.

An evil touch,
Sickened chills,
Scar after shredded scar.

*What’s your problem?
Why are you crying?
Stop being such a *****.
Kairee F
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Kairee F
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   Marie-Ange Zoghaib and serah
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