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Dec 2016
Why so facetious every time we speak
do you not think you appear weak -
willed to be acting like this
maybe the whole notion of you I should just dismiss.

The prosaic way you confess your feelings
honestly the jejune nature makes it feel utterly demeaning!
This lacklustre love I was not meant for
I crave something so deep
and that I am for sure.

No longer can I stand your nonchalant stance
my dear, goodbye,
I gave you your chance!
Stephanie Grace
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Stephanie Grace  London, England
(London, England)   
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