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Apr 2013
You said I was unique

didn’t know you meant freak

said you would cherish me

I wasn’t ready for the jealousy

said you’d always share your feelings

did that have to be through beatings?

I thought you were wooing me verbally

you were telling me how it was going to be

We interpret things differently
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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