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Jun 2018
Tongue twisted,
Stomach shifted,
Brain's a mess
With all this stress.
Fighting for words,
My mind can't procure
A single thought that reads: sane.
For my patience, I've had to re-train
The thought process that you evoke,
so I must restrain..
The anger, the frustration and confusion
Of these things you do and choose to be.
As if you look to others, and I'm not your only.
If I'm not enough, and leave you wanting
Others who are out there flaunting..
Then why stay with me, if you show them your interested?
If this is what I get with you,
Then stop pretending to be invested.
You say you want me,
but your actions say otherwise.
Your words only taunt me,
As I try to cover my eyes,
Seeing only what you want me to see.
Feeling how you say I should,
As you tear open my heart to bleed.
Yolonda Dahl
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Yolonda Dahl  30/F/Florida
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