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Nov 2019
He's a man without apologies
he's testing my patience
my sanity
he's a man without feelings
I followed him till I fell apart

I lose myself without him
learning ways to love myself
in ways he could not

he calls me bonita
he doesn't remember the new me
I danced around him like a doll

He's a man without love
I battle all the cruel deities
his name escapes out unknown tongues

He's a man without words
he doesn't have a conscious
old god
I let him push me to the side

He's a lonely man
somedays I hope he comes back
I hope he takes me back
eileen
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eileen
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   Bleurose and Bogdan Dragos
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