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A True Lover.

It kills me sometimes

-- sometimes how you say my name:

the harsh undertones

in your eyes,

-- sometimes how you speak with me:

shouting,

undermining,

belittling.

Sometimes how you love me

-- so passionately,

so truly,

undoubtably:

sometimes how you love me;

it kills me sometimes.

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nicole-wheat
American
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Apr 27, 2013
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