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Mar 2012
I can watch,
smile,
pretend love doesn't run through these veins,
my love is alone,
it's a burning fire without anything to contain it,
it slips through me,
I spread it here and there,
on him or him,
but not the only person i ever wanted,
my desire for him was burned at the stake,
I had to let go,
and now I only pretend,
pretend it doesn't ache,
pretend i'm not alone,
pretend I'll make it through the fire and learn to be me.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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