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Jun 2017
you ask what I want
but what do I say
because I want you
in every single way.
I want your hands on my waist
as you draw me near.
your lips almost touching mine
as you whisper "come here"
you pull me in tighter
as I breathe you in
but I look up to see
a mold of your sins.
you've already left me for another
but I stay and wait for you,
my ideal lover.
as I collect dust like a statuette
I'll once again see your silhouette.
you'll return
when I can no longer bear the loneliness
but who's to say you even care?
so you leave once more
and my love finally disappears.
Anya
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Anya  21/F/Anywhere but here
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