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Sep 2018
I am an animal in a cage with false walls,
ones that don’t reveal the intention behind them until it is too late.
I felt so comforted in it, darling. It was everything I thought I had been looking for.
Even when the facade faltered on occasion I looked passed it because oh, love.
You would never force me to stay.
You don’t have to.

Because now it is too late.
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