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Jul 2018
I mimic the gesture
And disappointment seeps in,
How can I still joke about this
When I know I could give in?
I cannot brush my teeth each day,
Without remembering.
I wonder why I get more triggered now,
Than I remember feeling.
I feel like I'm betraying everyone I care about,
When I even dare to think about it,
Yet they never know a thing.
Chloe's Not An Angel
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Chloe's Not An Angel  23/F/UK
(23/F/UK)   
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