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Aug 2019
I used to pretend I was a princess
But now I have grown
Now I pretend that I am comfortable
Waking up in this mans home
I pretend when he holds me
And we share satisfaction
That I am here for love
And not a distraction
He walks me to the door
In the dress and heels I was in the night before
I pretend Iā€™m okay with a casual affair
And I ignore my heart feeling impaired
Bree
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Bree  25/F/US
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