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Jun 2019
Sitting alone
In this room with you
Asleep on my bed
While I sit
By the window
It always goes this way
You're perfect, love
Until you're not
We're the best of friends
At times
But in the end
To me
You're selfish
To you
I'm disposable
Yay.
Written by
kain  Non-binary/Haven, ME
(Non-binary/Haven, ME)   
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