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Apr 2018
I can't stand your ******* lies
The ******* I despise
The sweet sentiment when your just **** and black flies
The apologising to hurt the inner pride
The lower standards truth can be hard to hide
Fears seen as weakness when the darkness would burn out your bloodshot eyes
Turning the cheek when heart and scars cry
Patronization when I could take you for a deep thrill ride
Demons
Death
Ego
Love
Hate
Passion
Desire
Hurt
Pain
Suicide
Lust
Infinity
Gutted from inside
Condescension
Descension
Ascension
O'
Come alive
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
Written by
Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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     Temporal Fugue and TSPoetry
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