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Feb 2013
You snapped and cursed at me in the kitchen.
Slamming the door behind you,
you didn't catch the sound of my heart breaking on the floor.

I want you to be afraid of losing me.
(I'm not sure I can keep this going).

This is the second time you've left me broken.
Kathy Myers
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Kathy Myers  34/F/Lost in Translation
(34/F/Lost in Translation)   
   Md HUDA
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