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Mar 2020
bent at your whim
desperate for a friend
trying not to come on strong
but i'm doing it again

they tell me not to impose
admire but do not pick the rose
patience was never my strength
but i need it to let you go

pulling your roots will only disturb
cutting off stems just makes me a ****
i'm more than this loneliness
less than what you deserve
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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