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Dec 2012
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I enjoy the feeling
Of cold pillows
But it's ruined
As I feel my life line
Tug like a little string
On the inside of my
Ribcage as you
Move up and down
Jerking my string
With you while
Another string of
Another women
Is in your tightened
Fist
What it's like to have someone say they love you
While they love another at the very same time,
Weaving a web of lies,
When you can see straight through,
And you know what they do.

© Amara Pendergraft 2012
August
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August  27/Trans Male/The Secret Garden
(27/Trans Male/The Secret Garden)   
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