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Oct 2020
Once again
I looked into her eyes
and I fell in love.

I fell for her cruelty,
I fell for her violence,
I fell for her coldness,
I fell for her essence.

She knows me so well,
she has me so close.
She ties me up,
but she never hold me.

Across the people
she walks relaxed,
everyone knows her,
but nobody evokes her.

She is very distant,
but she always gives me a way out.
She just wants
to feel alive.
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I'm not Anne  21/Cis
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