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Feb 2013
It's five days since we last spoke
You promised me, you'd let me go.
I was kept from seeing you
Yet you saw me, your word untrue.

I saw you there each day, I sigh
My word I could not keep as I
Clicked through, again, and then
I saw your mind, your thoughts again.

My heart beat a little less
As I saw you declare - I digress
Even the thought I cannot write
It hurts to feel, to think, to type.
GloriouslyFlawed
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GloriouslyFlawed  31/Cisgender Female/UK
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