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Dec 2012
I'm mad at you.
I'm angry that I think about you so much.
I'm ****** that I can't ******* shut up.
I'm irritated that you're an addiction I am too weak to quit.
I'm infuriated that you've caught me so tightly in your net--
There are no other ******* fish in the sea.
I'm furious that I still seem to want you.
I'm livid that I still worry--
That I still care.
I'm enraged because only you are equipped to soothe me from yourself.
Deana Luna
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Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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