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Dec 2020
my feet are killing me
we don't talk anymore

someone entertains you
you leave me all alone

ignoring me for someone else

must be nice to have someone to hug at the end of the day

no one ever makes me food anymore these days

and when she leaves
I'll be waiting for you

the door is unlocked
you're my sweet poison

must be nice to have someone who cares
I don't think I've felt loved in years

dying to have someone touch me
even if I flinch and scream

we always come apart
this distance I recognize

must be nice to have someone by your side
eileen
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eileen
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