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Feb 2019
I choke on my words for you
like You shoved cotton so far down my throat I turned blue in the face
Just to make you stop
You never did
You’re so mean when you’re angry
Like a bear ready to maul me
I’m terrified of you
Not because I know if you wanted to you could **** me
But it is in the fact I love you
Where my gut wrenching fear lies
Because you make me crumble to my core like a sandcastle too close to rising tides
I hate me
Iz
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