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Nov 2015
Sometimes I wish I had a *****.
Then I could be just another mind...
An equal contribution in the room.
Instead of just one more object to posess,
One more possession to opress,
One more distraction
on which
They can obsesss.
"You've always been a **** to me," he said.
Sweeter words had never been spoken.
HRTsOnFyR
Written by
HRTsOnFyR  portland oregon
(portland oregon)   
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   iamnoone
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