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Nov 2015
Am I a joke
A fake
Easily replaced?

My face pounds from tequila
And red lipstick stains I left on a man
Whose name I will never
Want to remember
I danced so wild and free
Anything to erase memories
Of what you meant to me.

In my Libra mode
I remember crying into the phone
I needed you so much
But it was never enough
You sought attention else where that night
Out of spite
If I could look back and try
Once more
I would have walked out the door
Many moons before.

I painted myself up so pretty
For you and you
Adderall kicked in so hard
Its 6AM and I could argue
Until my lips turn blue
But you blame me and you shame me
But I all I ever wanted was to be adored.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
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