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Jul 2016
He is nothing but a flash of deja vu!

Nothing!
NOTHING
Nothing more, nothing less.

I knew better
I always do.
But something about you,
dangerous but beautiful you

What if you & I weren't the same?
What if you stopped playing games?
What if I could open my mouth & let my mind sing out?
What if I wasn't afraid of vulnerability?
What if you loosened your grip on me?

Different man, same shame
The common denominator in this equation.

He thinks this ***** a game
Like tampering with the most vital ***** to my survival isn't going to **** me!
He wants me dead.
A game of tug-o-war and I'm losing

but what for??????

He's a coward just like me
Little does he know I'm so into my mind I've already searched his


The Arms Length Inn
1111 ******* LANE
Los Angeles, CA, 90028
Written by
Lana Stevens
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