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Jul 2013
It all went very well,
it was a terrible disaster.

You looked so peaceful, lying
awake in the dark,
so hideous the morning after.

I didn't want to walk alone,
I didn't want to hold your hand.

I'm in love with you.
You, who I cannot stand.
Lindsey Bartlett
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Lindsey Bartlett
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