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Jun 2013
When and if you fell for me,
I wanted it to hurt.
I wanted you to bruise your knees,
just like I had done for you.
But you didn't fall; not even close.
All you did was float away.
And that hurt more than any bruise.

(m.a.)
Mae Alyson
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Mae Alyson  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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