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Sep 2017
There was always an unspoken limit of how much i could take from you.
You were the person i wanted to be with the most.
you knew that and you used that against me.
i was a lap dog to you, i was only there when you needed me.
whenever you were sad,mad, or just wanted someone to talk to when everyone else was busy.
I was so hopelessfully fallen for you and everyone else could see it, i was your marionette.
A question i have and you'll always avoid is "what am i too you?"
Am i a person you might have feelings for?
Am i a person you just want too use for the attention?
Do you seriously not know how i feel?
...I'm not being me anymore, because since i fell for you i've just been
THE PUPPET.
this the first poem on here.
Atlas
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Atlas  19/M/somewhere on the Moon
(19/M/somewhere on the Moon)   
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   Medusa
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