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Aug 2018
You told me you wanted something of mine
Whispered through the wind, intangible
Negotiations from one side
Never to touch; forever to hold
A thousand asked, but thrice replied
Your smiling lies did grow more bold
The second one was left to die
A thousand secrets—priceless, sold

not lived; alive;
your words did thrive,
and fed like rats
on my Untold.

It’s something you can’t clearly see
The way I clutch these to my chest
And something quite so dear to me
Falls like an egg from Mother’s nest
A jewel I never meant to share—
Snatched in the night from cradle warm
It seems you never really cared
Yet never meant to do me harm

satisfied not
you weren’t who i thought
we just drank the joy
of sweet Alarm.
Lynnia
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Lynnia  16/F
(16/F)   
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