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Mar 2013
This is a compilation of all the ugly things that lie in my head right now.

I've almost spent a whole season away from you, (I was hoping the cool air would be cleansing)
and still, the thought of you bubbles the acid in my stomach and makes me cry out.
I forget what it's like to be close to a person.  (Tell my friends I said hello.)
Trust is an imaginary concept, amirite? I don't think I did. (trust you)
I took a bubble bath last night, and thought of you.
I scrubbed my skin raw trying to remove it.
Much like your memory, it held fast.
I've come up with a comparison.
You: dog *****.
Me: dog.
Maybe, just maybe.
I can rewire my brain...
To feel disgusted at the thought of you.
My puppy dog eyes can't bear the sight of you.
To be honest, I'm embarrassed for feeling these things.
I wish they'd go away  but   I     can't      stop     feeling     them.
Rebecca Gaylor
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Rebecca Gaylor  Georgia
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   Alice Baker
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