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Dec 2020
In the most intimate parts of my brain
I dreamt of being used by you
But I wasn’t
I was ready to take this pain
If you said that you wanted me to

I was ready to take your feelings
To swallow them and become happy
But I didn’t
As you didn’t let me in
In your holy and intimate temple

I was ready to play you with my moves
To make you break into tiny pieces
But I was played
Now I’m not sure where is the truth
In your calculated game thesis
Written on 12 December 2020.
Elena Mazhuha
Written by
Elena Mazhuha  23/F/Ukraine
(23/F/Ukraine)   
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